There's a look of faint horror on his face when the guy says he has to try things on. He'd just intended to grab a few things and deal with it if they didn't fit.

"Right. Changing rooms." He wasn't dropping his pants in the middle of the store. He didn't have much sense of modesty after sharing shower blocks with his team, but that didn't mean he wanted to give a show.

He takes the offered clothing and all but bolts towards the changing rooms. He changes as quickly as he can, trying them on until he finds some that feel the right size. Not too loose, but not restrictively tight. He returns with the one that fits. "This seems to be the right size."