Ethan chooses a pair of plain black boxers, some faded jeans and a plain white shirt before grabbing his tactical gear and weapons slinging them over his shoulder. "If ya could fix me uniform I'd owe you big time. And as long asyour offering to help yeah, a shaving razor and oh dear lordy I would kill a horde for a hot shower and a whiskey Miss." He finishes by grabbing the medals off his uniform, among them are a silver star, and an honorable service award. Then he grabs a third from the other pocket, this medal is American unlike his two Irish medals.<br/><br/>He hopes she'll lead the way to somewhere he can relax and unwind for the first time since this all began. There was something about this place that made him feel at home and welcomed, albeit conditionally which reminded him. "Also Miss Eliza, seeing as the Mayor wants me to train the others, I'd be happy if you'd attend when you have the time. See I like you and I want you to be able to protect yourself if well, zombies."