[ He holds out his arms for a moment, looking down at himself for the first time he stepped out of the Porter. It's ... pretty bad, yeah. The coat is hanging off him in shreds and likely destined for a garbage heap; the clothes underneath are just gross, though salvageable with a thorough enough cleaning. Mostly everything is scorched badly, smelling of burning and chemicals and no small amount of blood. There are still bits of shrapnel stuck in the fabric that presumably got that red stain by going through him.
Also? Florida is super hot. It's that last bit that convinces him more than anything else. ]
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[ He holds out his arms for a moment, looking down at himself for the first time he stepped out of the Porter. It's ... pretty bad, yeah. The coat is hanging off him in shreds and likely destined for a garbage heap; the clothes underneath are just gross, though salvageable with a thorough enough cleaning. Mostly everything is scorched badly, smelling of burning and chemicals and no small amount of blood. There are still bits of shrapnel stuck in the fabric that presumably got that red stain by going through him.
Also? Florida is super hot. It's that last bit that convinces him more than anything else. ]
All right, it's a deal.