Yes, exactly as she is

"How'd you get to the park," Gray demanded of her.

"Velociped," she said, clearly miming riding a bicycle.

"Go find it."

The still-naked woman meekly followed Gray outside where she stood next to her bike, which was leaning against one of the shed's outer walls.

"How far is your home from here?" Gray again demanded.

"One kilometer," she said, pointing across the park.

"Let's get moving, then," he started in the direction she had indicated.

Samson enjoyed the discontinuity of Violetta's tight, olive-colored thighs pedaling the bike while wearing nothing at all. He was only mildly surprised to find that he had no trouble keeping up with her as she pedaled on the bike and he walked alongside.