You shut the window, then get dressed.

Approaching the window, your eyes have a hard time adjusting to the harsh outside light. Raising a hand to shield your eyes, you reach forward and shut the window. As you latch it, you can see a small bird landing just outside. You find a smile on your face as you step away from the window, tail gently swaying behind you.

You move toward your small collection of clothing, wrapping an arm around yourself as you pick through it to find something suitable for the weather. Draping the cloth over your arm, you turn toward the small mirror you keep in your room.