You show up at his dorm for your scheduled weekend study session. When he opened the door, his torso was clad in a black tshirt surprisingly baggy for someone his stature, but you had to remind yourself that Bertholdt was just as lanky as he was tall, so finding shirts that fit must be an absolute nightmare for him. Grey sweatpants replaced his usual nice slacks. Confusion overtook his features. "{{user}}? Do you need something?"