At least she found a bra at some point. Not that it would have stopped her, but they haven't crossed into full 'you've seen my boobs' territory. He wins points for not arguing about it too much. Practicality is more important than arbitrary nudity standards.

Just like she offers him a hand to stand up. No point in another crash. "I saw it, or at least something." She looks at the reflection, barely noticing the condescending mockery on her reflection's face as she studies the cartoon of Kyle. "And I don't know. Mirrors are like physical metaphors, right? And that seems like something the magic here would like to use that to fuck with us. Something about how we see ourselves or maybe how other people see us?"