No hands are waved. She fusses with the skirt a little more, managing to drag it up over her hips without standing up, and then she gets it aligned the same way it was on Zoyah, albeit inside-out, unbuttoned, and full of sand.

With the buttons undone, it neglects to cover the crucial area. The stranger does not appear to notice this deficiency. She's wearing a halter top of some kind of grey leather, so she does know how clothes work, but lower-body coverings don't seem to be her area of expertise.