Knowing she only had five minutes, Bryony didn't have much time to panic. Her heart was definitely beating harder than usual, and her fingers trembled slightly as she slipped off her robes and bra - leaving her knickers on, because they would be hidden by the towel anyway and she was sure her mother would not approve of her removing them.
She was just arranging the towel to cover her as much as possible - wishing it were bigger, or she were smaller - when Gemma came back into the room. "I'm fine, thank you," Bryony lied, feeling utterly uncomfortable and at a loss as to what she was supposed to do now. Even Gemma's sing-song voice couldn't calm her and all she really wanted to do was run away.