She slowly trailed her gaze back and gasped loudly looking at the unpredictable incident that happened. The hem of her kurti (Indian outfit which was reaching till her mid thigh) was stuck in the sharp edge of the steel stand on which her clothes were hanged to sundry. She immediately pulled the hem of her kurti out from the sharp edge revealing the torn, shredded cloth which can't be sewed anymore. She had already sewed her clothes enough that they had no more places left to sew.
Ryker stood up and walked towards her watching her standing at her place without any reaction while she was busy grieving on her torn kurti and thinking one more outfit was eliminated from her torn and old clothes. Ryker saw her standing while holding the torn part of her cloth lost in her own thoughts. He saw the kurti was torn so much that it can't be worn by her anymore.
He has always noticed her wearing sewed clothes with small patches of another material of cloth attached to them to make them usabl
