Collins was left with a dumbfounded look on his face, his eyes wide and face warm at Tez's comment. He was smiling, though--how could he not be? The giddiness that rushed over him as soon as Tez disappeared into the bathroom was unfathomably warm, so much so that he couldn't even muster a frown at the mess of overcooked, burnt ramen on the stove.
He decided it was silly to start a new pot before Tez got out, since he wasn't sure how long Tez would be in there. He put a few new packets on the counter for later, got out a new pot, and turned off the stove, thankful nothing serious had happened. Right... clothes, now.
Collins hurried to his bedroom to pick out some older pajamas, ones that were just a little tight on Collins normally--but just holding them up, there was no way they'd properly fit Tez. Still too big. He had to smile at the thought of Tez swamped in his clothes, though. He made his way back to the bathroom door and knocked three times before waiting a moment, then opening the door a crack. "Hey Tez," he called, relieved upon seeing the shower curtain had been drawn. Safe to look. "Brought some clothes. I'll leave them here on the sink, yeah?"