It's a wardrobe of all things. Clothes hanging and, indeed, those are shoes that she begins to choose where to place her feet to get around without crushing. Marian doesn't mind the hand, when she's distracted by the shoe-avoiding and then a garment with buttons that liked her loose hair. And then they are out.

"I thank you." Marian look about herself, and then smiled. "I do appear to arrived in one piece, thankfully, too."