Kol and Katharine
Katharine saw no reason not to embrace every aspect of herself. Besides, her bitchiness and (mostly) lack of empathy would keep her alive. After dying once, the Poisoner Queen didn't exactly feel excited by the prospect a second time. She gave a smile, though, at his words.
"We obviously chose the wrong closets." Katharine turned around so her back was to Kol as she stripped and then tugged on some of the clothing he found. "Fits well enough and will keep me warm." Honestly, she didn't care if her new friend saw her naked, but she didn't see any reason to complicate matters further. Plus, her back wouldn't show as many of the scars from Genevieve's beatings or the effects of the poisons.