It's normal for this place. Everything runs on magic. There are these ghosty servant guys that'll bring you whatever you ask for, too, don't ask me how that works. But it's how we have clothes besides our armor and survival suits.

[ He considers how crazy it all sounds for a moment, then shrugs -- she's seeing the proof right now, what else can he do? ]

If you don't feel like changing yet I can continue the tour... there's a bathroom through there, and then common areas and kitchens farther down the hall.