Danny blinked at Zoe and he looked at her in confusion until it dawned on him, which took longer than it probably should have. He was just glad he stopped himself before he asked her why. "Oh no, I- I didn't even think about- It doesn't matter, we can find something of mine," he said waving his hands around. He felt horribly guilty for not thinking about Zoe's connection to Gloria and how she might feel seeing the clothes of someone Gloria had killed. The moment he met Zoe, she had just become his friend and everything that had come before meant nothing.

"I have a wardrobe in my room," he said, seeing if she wanted to look in there.