She had clung to Rose the entire day, not physically but mentally, emotionally. The entire day had been difficult. She was not a girl 'of society' (though getting a bit better being down in Pure every night for at least a little while), she had manners, was polite, but she'd never been taught the mass amounts of information that Mrs Malfoy was going over. Her eyes had watched and copied the other girls' with obsessive quality, if not to please Mrs Malfoy but to at least fit in, these were her new peers and while she liked being her own person--she did not want to stand out like a sore thumb.
By the time the morning was wrapping up to an end and it was time to get ready for when their 'fiancees' would arrive Silas was more nervous then she had been in a long time. The other girls, many of them, were so elegant, beautiful, tall and graceful while she was short with a shock of red hair that had not been fully tamed since she had moved to the flat with Urquhart. She kept comparing herself to them, to Rose, as she and her beautican pulled and tugged at her thick hair. She knew Rose was disappointed, or felt as if she was when Silas had come in with a different dress than the three of them had originally picked out.
El and Rosie had loved the blue one shoulder gown, told her she looked very graceful in it. She agreed, but the black and white one had been her favorite and El had even told her, as she'd looked in the mirror that if that was her favorite that was what she should have got. Instead she listened to their opinions, bought the blue and the choice rolled in her gut before under twenty-four hours she went back to the shop and exchanged it. Switched it out for the black and white she loved so much.
She felt guilty, Rosie had had no idea until they were all changing, the black and white dress accented by her yellow shoes and jewelery. Still, she felt like she was nothing compared to the others, even Rose herself. The beautiful gown she was wearing fitting her perfectly, making her look far older and so elegant; and here she was, Silas Dobbs a pigeon among doves.