“You don't have to,” she said, having removed her tank top, revealing the lacey green bra she wore underneath and accepting the clothes with a smile. She used the tanktop to clean more of the drying blood from her body, before pulling off her leggings. Slipping on his shirt, she rolled up the sleeves a bit so she could use her hands, lifting her hair out of the shirt, before pulling on the pants and fastening them, tying the tie around her waist as a belt.
She sat back down, her legs trembling slightly as she started buttoning the shirt from the bottom up, leaving it open a bit at the top since it would gap oddly anyway, raising her eyes up to see if he had in fact stayed...or left.