When Alice turned to face Mariam, she immediately jolted back as she realized she was still naked, the towel being the only safe guard from what lied underneath. Once she regained her composure, her face was still beet red as she stretched the collar of her sweater before saying, "Christ! Uh, didn't even know you were showering...even though I could hear the pipes creaking and all that." She said, nervously, instinctively staring at the huntress' chest. She didn't mean it with any perverted intent, it was just quite the sight to behold, especially since well...how do I put it? such a "package" was uncommon. This would Give Mariam enough time to focus on the bar maid she had saved not too long ago.
She was certainly the same age as she was, yet she maintained her youth...for the most part anyways. When it comes to the stress of having to deal with less than friendly individuals, it certainly aged her quite a bit, her hair beginning to grey and a couple of wrinkles on her face here and there, yet all of it was natural in the world that they live in. Moving on, the bar maid finally pried her her eyes off as Mariam asked her a favor in washing her trench coat as she cleared her throat, saying, "H-Huh? O-Oh, right! Sorry, didn't mean t-to well...get distracted and all that, hehe. We don't have a place for customers to wash their clothes, but we do have our own personal washing machine that we can use."
Taking the trench coat, she inspected it before saying "I used to have one of these myself, ended up getting stolen later on though which is a shame...Anyways, I'll get it cleaned up for you in no time." And, just like that, Alice left the bedroom as she went downstairs to wash the coat. However, her hair began to stand up yet again, indicating that something was wrong. She sniffed it, then noticed that it was cold to the touch which almost caused her to drop it.
(( @Kars