[ He snorts, straightening out the jacket and adjusting the sleeves. ]

Hope it wasn't too big an order.

[ He kneels back down, scooping up the old jacket. For a second or two, he weighs it in his hands, his thumb brushing across the flame emblem on the shoulder, before he folds it up and stuffs it into the white box. ]

I, uh. [ He swallows, frowning down at the old garment to avoid looking over at Madigan. ] The guys didn't cause anymore trouble after you had Hannah evacuate me, did they?