Jared looks at her. Nodding his head in understanding. "I can understand that." He says softly. Sighing a bit that she couldn't find them. He understood why not. From what he was seeing there was many places that did not have survivors. He reaches into the bag of clothing that he had. He hands her a pair of pants and a shirt. "Perhaps these will fit you. I have no bra for you but I hope these will fit you well enough. You look uncomfortable in those remains of your clothing." He sets them down and turns his back. Closing his eyes. "I will give you some privacy." He says. "Beautiful name by the way Miss Colette." He smiles without looking. He was a gentleman. He knew enough not to peek. "Just Jared. As it is now...titles mean nothing." He points out. Smiling though. "I would prefer a friend and fellow traveling companion to just call me my first name."