"Er..." That was a weird request. Was it a trap? A trap for what? "...sure, but if you just run off with it I literally only have a t-shirt and that's just mean."

Yeah, that would keep him safe. Whatever. Hartley grabbed his hoodie and pulled it up over his head, steadying his glasses with one hand as he pulled it off. He held it over his arm and looked at Axel in askance, pretty much completely clueless over what he wanted from him. "What did you want to check?"