He'd already tucked away his copy of the confession, as well as the drive containing the pictures of the rest of their mark's team, just in case. He nodded, "Will do." A crooked little smile followed, arching a brow at her, "And you like the suit? Might have to keep it around in that case."

Not that he'd actually wear it more often than he already wore suits, which was once in a blue moon, when he absolutely had to for a mission or a press junket that they couldn't wear their uniforms too, though those sort were becoming increasingly less common, which he at least appreciated.