He'd originally planned on trying to mend his jeans in his room, but that's obviously not going to be an option now. Sitting around in his shorts, needle and thread in hand or no, is best done alone. So is waiting for his clothing to dry. Well... at least they're not getting any wetter, and he's clean again when he has to put them back on. That counts for something.

He's feeling a lot better when he emerges from the bathroom this time. "It hasn't spontaneously reverted, has it?"