"Well aren't you the Good Samaritan. Comes with the superhero work, right? Help the helpless. Defend the weak. Help wayward arrivals find a proper pair of pants."

Sarcastic, but not condescending. He is, in his own way, grateful for the help. It just comes disguised in snark and mild derision. As it is, he heads towards the door. He has to collect a few other things before the night's over.