[A mental sigh of relief comes first-- he knows her name. Small favors. It's... so emotionally draining, not knowing who remembers you from one day to the next, and tiptoeing around them when they don't.
Then, a weak smile as she gestures with the clothing in hand and nods]
I suppose so, yes. The same for you? [Considering he belongs in the womens' section as much as she feels she does]