Tony pantomimed a pair of scales. More or less; really, the issue was both more and less.

"A tiny space that seems like America with no obvious way out and an ability to presciently have apartments waiting for us when we get here, if we're being exact about it."

He stared at her for a long moment, and then added, non-sequitur, "What size do you wear? Looking at you in those is making me want to throw myself out a window, which come to think of it might be appealing to you right now, but regardless, the other option is wearing one of my t-shirts after your shower, and that is probably even more repellent at the moment."