She was dubious, but she wasn't about to ruin her mistress' fun. Ginger nodded, signing a quick, "Okay," before taking the dress from Lady Agnes, holding it carefully over one arm and ducking behind a privacy screen.
Ginger hung the dress over a hook, removing her own servant's garb and setting it aside. She once again eyed the silk dress warily, but, with a face that gave away how painful she expected this to be, she pulled the new dress on over her head.
Once the dress was on, she brought her hands behind her to fasten a few of the closures up the back- oh, this was why people in the castle had others to dress them- it was impossible to do alone! Ginger walked back out, looking almost nervous for reappearing half-dressed, but signed her explanation, "I can't get it on quite properly by myself."