[Ever since this little exchange, Pietro's been pretty busy with a personal project.]
[After all, clearly no one else was going to step forward and deal with this obviously pressing problem.]
[He's clearly on board Salvation, next to a pile of... laundry? And somehow managing to look both incredibly smug and a little perturbed. He puts his hands on his hips and smirks at the camera.]You're welcome.
[He sweeps a robe out of the pile - at normal speed, of course. It's clearly made with two different types of fabric, but at least it looks well put together.]I know we don't all exactly follow the "one size fits all" demographic
[yes, he does use air quotes] - so I used a couple different patterns. Should fit most of us here, unless someone shows up who's as big as Wing was. Only, y'know, wears clothes.
There's some pants, too. You're on your own for shoes, but at least no one's going to be running around this place naked anymore. There's a whole mess of them.
And people'd
better freaking return them when they're done! I've got better things to do than sew new ones every week.
[Now to wait for the praise and admiration. Damn, he's good.]