[It was true that the helmet could have been meant for someone else, but the padding inside was undented and crisp. There were no trapped hairs in the fabrics or scuff marks on the art outside. It was a new build, unworn and fresh. It fit Edward like a glove and Jason's smile widened as the older man pulled it on.]

That looks better than I was hoping it would. You are missing one thing, though.

[He shrugged out of his jacket, giving the leather a shake before he held it open for Edward to slid his arms in. It would be big on him, of course, and there was a scent of motor oil that clung to it, but it would protect Edward's nicer clothes as well as his torso should something happen.]

There, perfect. Well...Perfect until we can get you a better jacket. Mine is no where near nice enough for you, but it's all I got right now.

[He swung his leg over the bike, settling his weight onto the saddle as he pulled his own helmet on. He touched where his ear would be, then reached out to lightly do the same on Edward's.]

Test. Can you hear me?