Do... uh.... you have any clothes?

This was not really what you had expected. You've got a huge issue to deal with and right at this moment you can't get over the fact that you're feeling VERY exposed and ****, lying naked on this hospital bed. You decide you need a little normalcy and some time to figure out what exactly happened and what to do from here.

You glance over at your suit hanging on the wall and then back down at yourself. There's no way those will fit you now.

"Do... uh... you have any clothes I can borrow?" This timid voice escapes your lips reminding you that you have quite a bit to learn to cope with. "I," You hesitate, "I can't sit here like this. I need to think and I can't do that here."

"Oh, honey, sure!" Sam consoles you, "I'm sure Doc has something that would work, don't you Doc?" As the two of you look toward Dr. Lybeck.

"Yes, we have adequate clothing attire here." She walks over to a cabinet on the opposing wall and pulls out a small bundle. "Yes, I believe this should fit."

She places a small stack of clothing on your lap and returns to make a few notes on a tablet.