"Easily done," he agrees, absently. "It's likely that the majority of your clothing will be coming directly from my wardrobe, with additional red. Though anything warm I'll have to arrange through other means." He's not exactly someone who gets cold often, for many reasons, much less one who dresses heavily.

Please read that as 'getting black silk pajamas'. Meanwhile he shoves open the door into the third floor hall. It's darker up here, but in a less ominous way, but more 'not as often used' one. Still everything the Manor is, but with a deeper sort of stillness even than the rest of the place.