He nodded and headed to the closet; he, Nate, and Sophie all had several outfits in there, just in case. You never knew when you had to quickly change personas. Or just spend the night. He grabbed her a tank top, then found a pair of pajama bottoms for himself. It would probably be pushing it to sleep in his boxers. For his sanity, if nothing else. "This work, darlin'?" he said as he handed her the shirt.