Luckily, it's Peter and he doesn't blink twice at the explanation and just takes it as the truth with a small nod.
"Oh, okay." He glances at the backpack, his face paling because why hadn't he thought of that? "Oh my god! I'm so sorry-I could've-I mean I looked through mine kinda but-right, right cloth. Uh..."
He sets the backpack down and opens it again before pulling out one of the shirts-a purple one but he's not concerned and passes it off before looking back through things and frowning in curiosity.
"Huh. They don't let me have my suit or real clothes but I get my normal pajamas?"
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"Oh, okay." He glances at the backpack, his face paling because why hadn't he thought of that? "Oh my god! I'm so sorry-I could've-I mean I looked through mine kinda but-right, right cloth. Uh..."
He sets the backpack down and opens it again before pulling out one of the shirts-a purple one but he's not concerned and passes it off before looking back through things and frowning in curiosity.
"Huh. They don't let me have my suit or real clothes but I get my normal pajamas?"