Send her home, but get ready to follow her

Finally, she stops trying to protest, and seems to give in. She shuffles on her feet to look around the square. She's been lucky thus far that noone has returned yet.

She looks in the direction she needs to go to get home, and at what you presume to be her exit strategy: a nearby backalley, running behind one of the main streets. Surveying the distance she needs to cover, you hear her gulp audibly. She drags her feet around a bit, before making a run for it across the square, naked as she is.