The Aes Sedai was exhausted from her use of the One Power, which made Davian a bit more comfortable being around her, but it also made escaping a bit more complicated. The thief-taker ushered her out of the gaol and escorted her as best he could to the servant's quearters close by. He had only been in the Stone for less than two weeks and had spent the majority of his time in the city, but he knew the rough outline of the place. They passed by maids and servants who more or less did not look their way save for a few curious glances, but Davian knew they would eventually get unlucky and run into someone who recognized one or both of them. 

Down a short corridor, the lean man pulled Zoya into a room of cloths, blankets, and towels. He swiftly rummaged through stacks of the thicker, less intricately designed sheets and found one that was bland enough to serve the purpose he was searching for. He then pulled a more embroidered, bright red cloth out from under a pile and measured it with his arm, pursing his lips.

"Turn around," He told Zoya. She merely looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He sighed. "Turn around please, Sakura-Sedai." 

"That's better," she said, clearly not used to being pulled anywhere, particularly by a man. She stepped away, but before she could ask the purpose, Davian had enshrouded her in the sheet and she gave a girlish squeak that was particularly un-Aes Sedai like. "We can't hide you're a woman with that body, but we can make you appear not as you are." 

"Don't speak of me in such familiar terms." She warned him as he placed it around her form like a cloak.  

"I'm just being pragmatic." He said, next wrapping her hair in a blue sheet of golden trim, and then grabbing the smaller red cloth, wrapping it around her waist and clinching it emphasize her hourglass figure. "If we get out of here, you can thank me again."

He stepped back, and she peered down and then glanced at a window to view her reflection. It dawned on her very quickly, as he had expected. She was an intelligent woman. "While I don't think it quite fits the bill, this is not a bad attempt at making me one of the Atha'an Miere. At least at a passable glance."

"That's all we will allow anyone to see." He said, inclining his head with a swift and subtle nod. It was too bad she was Aes Sedai, she was truly did catch the eye. Hopefully, once they had escaped, there would be a reward or at least a suitable compensation for his trouble, but the more realistic part of him knew that was not coming. He had put her in the cell in the first place, after all. Davian cursed himself silently, knowing no matter how he sliced his time in Tear, he was a fool. Either for capturing her or breaking her out, one of those was a failure that would see his time here wasted. Some thief-taker he was. "Follow me, we must reach the stables." 

"Once we do, I will lead us out." She said imperiously. He opened his mouth to argue, but she had already begun to open the door and step into the hallway. He hurried out with her and took the lead, wondering why all the world he had rescued an Aes Sedai with an attitude.