The shirt and coat are appreciated, and they do fit- though they're a little tight around the chest. It's fine, he only needs to wear them until he can get his robe washed. He ends up just putting the jeans back on because on further inspection his leggings smell faintly of perfume too, and with a sigh and a wave of his hand he conjures up a canvas bag that he can put his robes into.

"Let us be off, then." He gives Nier what he hopes is a reassuring smile. "Thank you for the clothing. I hope to pay you back some day." But for now, they really need to get out of here before Hythlodaeus feels he can't move.