Possibly it should have occurred to her as well, that she owes some care to her older self's life. If they've switched places-- which is as good a guess as anything-- the elder Dana might have it easier on that account; Mulder will cover for her, and anyone else will give her a bit of quiet grace out of pity.

Maybe she should be more curious about what she actually does, how she lives here-- it's probably at least a little odd that she's reluctant to dig too deep. Is she happy? Would it be worse if she was?

She tries to put it out of her mind, and goes to work her way through the clothes-- deciding quickly on the jeans that might technically be too big, but cut is tighter than she's used to. The shirts are more yes than no; Mulder's got a decent eye for what will fit. She'll narrow them down after, she can't possibly need all of this.

When she pops her head out, it's in the blazer over the dark red shirt.

"Anything else?"