"Oh, I- I don't doubt that." Jon utters, trying to will the growing heat out of his face. "I... I generally avoided change rooms. Just knew my sizes and went to the local thrift shop to pick out a few pieces I knew would fit me. The only times I ever had clothes get adjusted was when I was a kid and my grandmother brought back a few pieces that were too large. Though she always made sure to make the adjustments in a way that let her easily undo them so I wouldn't outgrow my clothes too quickly." Now here on this alien planet finds himself in the position to actually buy entirely new clothes for the first time in a long while.

Jon looks down at the table for a moment, then back up at Tony. "I'm sorry I didn't ask you if you wanted to come along. But- We can do another trip together if you want to. It won't be uniform fitting, but- I did want to get some proper swimwear before we go back so- So that we can go to the beach." Just an offer, of course.