Ruby was just prepared to take the young woman's lead, not expecting to have her hold her hand while walking her toward the restroom. It did feel strange... but it didn't feel bad. Rather, it only felt... foreign. The only ones to ever hold her hand like this were Yang and her own father...
Still, Ruby nervously kept her other hand gripped tightly onto the brim of her skirt, pulling it down to conceal as much of her padding as possible.