[ HAHA OOPS.......... She tips her head even so, audible in the brush of her hair slipping off her shoulder, the softest tone of a curious hum on her breath. ]

Has something happened? [ A beat, and then: ] Is it...? I thought it was simply whatever he'd found along his travels, after all this time.

[ It is (whit)canon fact that it's a motorcycle jacket he dug out of a donation center dumpster after all. ]