He had noticed her tendency to wear that hood a lot, but he hadn't really bothered to question it. They all had their secrets on the Satellite of Love, which really sounded like a movie tag line now that he thought about it, and he didn't see much need to be pushy. Plus he could totally understand the desire to rock a leather coat that almost reached the floor. Badass long coat solidarity was a beautiful thing.

Still, he was glad when she left it back with him, made him feel that warm fuzziness he got when someone actually thought he was worthy of trust. Smiling, he shrugged as he watched the revelers. "It's when you cling to the wall like a wallflower because you don't really know anyone and you'd rather be at home reading comic books."

It sounded like he spoke from long experience.