(OOC: I'll assume you collected the boots too, for simplicities sake.)<br/><br/>Andy slipped the gloves and boots back on, carefully to avoid triggering any more twinges. He also carefully removed his ruined shirt, examining the damage with one paw and a wrinkled muzzle of disgust. "Darn it, I liked this shirt! And it was fresh on too."<br/><br/>He turned back to contemplating the bigger mystery. "This makes no sense! Why leave, why now? The route is clear yes, but she could just have called. That was the whole point of picking up the radio!"