Changed? "This is weird," Dana said sympathetically, "Come in, come in. You can't stand in the hallway naked. Trust me, I've tried and people get very odd about it." She waved for him to step in and then stepped aside to allow him to. Having a naked boy in her room didn't effect her, and she thought briefly about what they could do with him naked, but he didn't look like he was interested in her. Most boys reacted to her in a certain way. Dilated pupils, a brief tensing of their arms and then their groin, and a sort of release of a breath they thought they'd been holding.
She then paused and looked around at what she could do. The centaur told her he needed clothing. Though, she wasn't sure what she had to offer him. There was a frown in her face as she walked over to where her clean clothing sat in a pile. Most of it was already wrinkled when she bought it, so sitting in a pile of clean clothing didn't do anything to make it look bad.
"Um," she pressed her lips together, "I don't have any pants." Pants were, after all, pretty constricting.