"Are you covering that from me?" Alistair asked, his eyes examining her slightly covered chest.
She looked down at her chest and raised her head to look at him. "I have to keep it covered, anyone can come in." She picked up her attire and gave it to him. "Help me dress up, we have to look around."
"Now?"
"The people would have died of the illness if you don't want us to leave and check up on them now." Arya retorted as she reached her hand to her back.
"As you wish." he said as he stood up. He took the white, clean piece of clothing from the table and carefully placed it on her back.
Suddenly, Ajax opened the door. Alistair shielded Arya speedily with his body from the entrance.
"Now, what punishment do you want for acting so rashly?" Alistair scowled sternly.
"I apologize for my hasty behavior but…
"Leave," Alistair commanded angrily and he bowed before leaving, closing the door as he left.
