She searched the bath house

No, she refused to consider it. There had to be something she could do. Maybe someone left some clothes behind by mistake? It was a long shot, but she could see someone, namely Mercedes, leaving clothes behind. She checked the baskets around hers. All were empty. She rushed over to another wall of baskets, empty as well. Then frantically darted toward the last of the baskets, slipping on the wet floor in the process. Her towel flew free of her body as she landed on her butt before falling to her back, lacking her usual grace or elegance, and slid to the last wall of baskets. She groaned, opening her eyes. Her body's aches returned her to her senses. Maybe I did overdo it a little today, she considered. Her body didn't usually hurt this much after a training session. She must have been more frustrated by Hilda than she first thought. She was almost content to continue laying there on the floor... well, of course, that was until she realized she was laying wet and naked on the floor with her legs open.

Immediately, she sat up, clamping her thighs shut. Her hands rushed to cover herself. Spying her towel not far away, stretched over and grabbed it. She looked around to make sure no one saw the spectacle she just put on. Thankfully, she was still alone. She secured her towel around herself and stood up, resuming her search a tad more careful, face feeling a little hot.