[Lydia sits up slowly, eyes wide and full of panic as she smooths out her dress over her legs and tries to stay decent. Nothing about this makes sense, but screaming to the high heavens won't do her any good. It won't do any of them any good. She doesn't recognize any of the faces around her but now is not the time to panic.]
... I could use a hand.
[She looks up expectantly, holding her hand out. There is no graceful way to get up in heels when your dress is this short. Assistance is definitely required.]
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... I could use a hand.
[She looks up expectantly, holding her hand out. There is no graceful way to get up in heels when your dress is this short. Assistance is definitely required.]