[ WELL, that's certainly a way to get eliza to take a step back from this guy, nose wrinkled as her boots clip across the ground. ]

Ew! [ her eyes drift down to the bag and then back up to him, her arms crossing. ] So they stuffed your clothing in the bag huh? I see, I see.

[ she's just assuming that's his clothes. it might be something else entirely. ]

How sad, no place to change and they force you to walk through the streets with almost nothing on.