After being practically dragged to the spa and then shown around the island wearing nothing but a bath towel by a stranger, Manuela had just about decided that either nobody else from Fodlan was here, or that this was all some wild dream. The intervention of a student from Garreg Mach was enough to dispel one of those, at least, though the fact that he wasn't able to be of immediate help made things almost worse than they had been-it was probably better to be exposed like this in front of strangers than those she was supposed to be a role model for.

"They really wouldn't, would they? Is there some where I can get some more? Or at least get out of public?" Perhaps just going back to the spa would've been best; she wasn't certain they'd have allowed her to partake for free again, but even if all they did was gave her a bath towel it would've been better than awkwardly trying to cover herself.