Well, seeing that skinny guy from the video standing there throws Joel for a goddamn loop and his first instinct is to whip his hand behind him reach for his pistol from out of his waistband - which isn't there because he's wearing a damn towel.

His hand grips the towel tighter around his waist and he stares fixedly at the man with a tension in his jaw. It's just as well that Ellie then enters the room - Joel's eyes cut to her with a small burst of relief, but then he's eyeing the man again - Jesse - with palpable mistrust.

Only when Ellie approaches with the bag of clothes does he take his eyes off Jesse, just giving a faint nod of appreciative acknowledgement at Ellie. "Guess I'll just... get some clothes on," he says, glancing between Jesse and Ellie as she steps back towards the man.

Alright. If Ellie trusts the guy... Joel will attempt to do the same. Somehow. And with that, he steps back into the bathroom and shuts the door with a thud.

A couple of minutes later, he calls out, "Uh, Ellie." He's got boxers on - they fit fine - but he's also attempting to struggle into a tank top that's way too small for him. Too tight around the chest and rides up over his scarred up stomach. He looks down at himself. He looks like a fucking idiot.

"These, uh, these clothes don't fit, kiddo."