[Victor laughs, like he finds that concern very charming. He's just going to give Yuri some stretchy yoga pants and a sweater, what did those really need to fit for?]

They won't look tailored, but they'll cover you up. Let's see... [he'll spin from the doorway, moving to another door in the room, the closet. He opens and flips the light on, just as overly bright as the bathroom. It looks like a fancy clothing store in there. It's not crowded with clothes, but they're nice and incredibly neat, hanging up with delicate spacing. Victor looking around, idly taking the towel from his waist and rubbing it through his hair to dry it more. This man has no concerns about over exposure....]