[It was just a figment of her imagination. There's no way she saw what she saw. The position of the mirror must have skewed the perspective or something. And then he's there in front of her in pants that are too short and tight in all the wrong (or right, if she hadn't just met the guy) places!! She figured since he was thin, these would fit him the same way, but his body is wider than hers by a considerable margin... Whatever math it takes to understand how dimensions work, she clearly did not pass.

Still, at least he looks to be more comfortable than he was nude... Even though he clearly has no idea that he may as well still be with the way he's filling out her sweats. Like, yeah! Sure it could be worse but this is still pretty bad!!!!]

Wow! You're a lot longer than I thought! [WAIT, FUCK. Not like that!! She gestures, bringing one flattened and up and the other down to indicated the measured space between them.] L-like, height-wise! You're just! You're very tall. Wh-which I'm sure you know. Since. It's your body! [Nervous laughter as she steps out of the closet and closes the door behind her, keeping her attention above the metaphorical belt as best as she can.]

H-how are you feeling, by the way? Are you hungry or anything?