She doesn't flinch under that gaze; she's far too used to people -- half-clothed and otherwise -- staring at her for any number of reasons. Normally she courts it quite intentionally, but in a way that distracts from the reality of her. Without her preferred attire, she's the one who feels underdressed, but one would be unlikely to guess it from the way she carries herself, disguising what tension she feels into a little extra steel in her spine.

"You can keep it. For now."

There's a touch of affected amusement to her tone; it's her default for charming strangers. She doesn't know yet if this one can be charmed, but it doesn't cost her much to put in the small effort.

"You didn't happen to see an alarm clock in here, by any chance?"