As the door pushed open, Phryne sat up and swung her feet around to the floor. No one who knew her well enough to come in, would come in without knock--

Dot.

In an instant, Phryne took in the details of her appearance and it was exactly as she'd feared. Why sweet, innocent Dot of all people? She rushed over to Dot and took her into her arms. She didn't ask questions or do anything but shut the door behind Dot after flipping the latch so it would lock, and she drew Dot after her to the couch and sit down with her.

Dot would tell her story in her own time, and then she and Jack would make sure whoever did this to her would never hurt another young woman again. It wasn't enough, but she'd spend the rest of her life making up for it. Gladly.