Wren nodded, "A shower, like you said." he confirmed before he reached up and took a wet lock of his hair in his fingers, peering at it. "Oh." he said shortly, having put up with his current caretaker fingercombing the tangles out for him when he was around and not much else. He nodded as he was moved though and went into the bedroom in search of these clothes, something familiar about getting changed into garments lying on his bed, although those had been paper scrubs- he shook the scrap of memory from his head and dressed in the clothes that had been left for him, the undershirt coming to mid-thigh, the sweats barely clinging to his waist and coming down over his cold toes and the hoodie enveloping him completely, fingers hidden under the cuffs.
He shuffled back out to where Adam was, coming up close and reaching out to take hold of the other's elbow. "Do you like this?" he wanted to know, like he was only dressed for Adam's amusement. His hair was still wet and dripping a little but his shivering was leaving and he was looking less cold-pale already.