"What stuff do you have in mind?" Abigail asked somewhat confused when her boyfriend had placed his hands on her cheeks and smirked in such a manner. While she did enjoy his jacket, she knew it was his and that he wouldn't want her to keep it forever. Especially if Akira was that extremely attached to a piece of fabric. Then again, she had her jacket she wore when she went horseback riding, and it was a sentimental piece to her. So, she could understand why Akira felt the way he did when it came to his jacket.<br/><br/>"So, I guess my horseback riding jacket won't do then? As long as I don't have to get rid of it, I'll get a new jacket."