[Richie is breathing a little heavy, but he's trying oh so hard not to freak out and run out of his own room screaming like a little girl. Instead he shakes his head throwing a hand up to stop where the other guy was about to say.]
Stop. Th-This is probably some cosmic joke. If the dimensional stabilizer can drop people into ponds and under beds, th-then who's to say they can't do crazy things like this, right? Right. Now. Clothes. [He's talking more to himself now. Justification for this...this found, Richie turns to reach for his closet where some of his baggier clothes are kept. A hoodie and sweats should fit the guy, right?
He doesn't really think about the fact that his neck is no longer covered and leaving his neck visible.]