Samsul stood in the room quietly and stoically, waiting for Anastasia to finish up so they could go in to town for the day. He may have been a strong and noble man, but he was still decent, and was even temping himself to leave the room and wait in the hall until she was read, but before he could get far with that thoughts, everything stopped when she had left the bathroom to get the dress. Samsul was still as a stone and didn't more in the slightest, his blank face masking his embarrassment for standing there in front of a near naked woman. He didn't show any emotions whatsoever and even did his best to slow his breathing to make it seem even and natural.

He was shaken from his stupor as she reminded him that they were going in to the city. He dumbly nodded and quickly walked over to the door, opening it back up and waiting for any further orders or for anyone else to speak. He was a noble man and as such was taught to do everything a certain way. He was always decent and for some reason or another he hadn't expected for her to come out of the bathroom without a dress.