Lee did this funny sort of thing, Constans wasn't really sure... it was like she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He watched in confusion as the older girl tried to get control of herself, a strange, anxious smile wavering on her face. It made Constans worried. He knew girls were loopy, it wasn't like they could help it, but at this rate he couldn't tell if this one was going to slap him or start bawling and either way he didn't think he wanted any part of it. He scooted forward on the mattress slightly, fingers digging into the covers, ready to bolt if she showed further signs of crazy.
He relaxed a little when she did finally manage to speak, looking up at her with his eyebrows scrunched curiously. Lee wanted to get away too? He broke out into a slow smile, appreciative. She cut him off before he could say anything about it, though, and he sighed dramatically.
"Fiiiine." He stood, clutching his towel in the middle to make sure it didn't slump right off, and grabbed the stack of clothing from Lee one-armed, tucking it under his armpit. He sauntered back toward the bath-room and disappeared around the dividing wall again.
After a minute his voice came out a little muffled, "It's not like it did me any good though, really. Getting away." He walked back out into the dormitory, holding out his arms and looking down at himself with an unamused expression. The robe was fine on him... mostly. The chest fit, the shoulders and waist, even the sleeves, but the bottom hem was several inches too short, exposing a lot of skinny preteen boy-leg. He let his arms drop and sighed, rolling his eyes, much put-upon.
Still, he didn't change the subject from Lee's earlier comments. Quickly forgetting the indignity of his new clothes, he looked up at Lee and appraised her earnestly.