Well, Wesley wasn't about to give away Alex's stuff, so.

"Oh, yes, of course," he answered hastily, and reached over to the nightstand to pull an undershirt and a pair of sweatpants out of the drawer. Look, the pants even had a drawstring! Which would probably be about the only way they would ever fit her, so yay that.

"On that note, I should probably change as well," he added, glancing down for the first time at the mess that was the shirt he was currently wearing. "Do you mind?"