You simply show him the clothes

You giggle. “Let's see if you connect the dots." You show him what you hold in your hands. A black t-shirt and denim shorts in one, and women's underwear in the other.

Jack stares in disbelief for a few seconds. “The watch did that?" He asks, confused.

“Well, in a way. The watch made me invisible, and the watch stopped time. I was the one to take her clothes off.”

You two stared at the girl for a little longer. It started getting uncomfortable once she got to get knees and started crying. It seems like having your clothes randomly disappear does, in fact, have the potential to generate a strong negative reaction in someone's emotional state. Who knew? Certainly not you.

“We should get going.” You teel Jack.

“Dude, we have to help her somehow.” He felt guiltier about this than you did.

“Putting her clothes back is gonna help her?” You ask annoyed, not seeing what he expected out of you.

“That watch does two things, right? Does it do anything more?” He asked, **** to undo your fuck up.

“It can mind control” You admit.

“Then do that!” He yells at you.

“I'm not a psychologist, what the hell am I going to order her to do?!” You tell back.

“Tell her to get in the car! We'll think of something in the way back! I dunno, maybe we can ask a therapist what to do?"

Fuck, that was an idea, at least.