As she moves close, the Doctor pushes himself to standing. He leans over, across her just a little, and sets the empty glass down against her desk before reaching out to take the pile of clothes.

"Thank you," he nods, looking at the pile of clothes and thinking that it's curious she has them at all. The same size as who, exactly? Best not to ask for now, just in case she might not like the question.

"Is there somewhere I can?" he asks, looking off to the side a little. Unless she expects him to just change there in front of her.