Heretic nods to Janus and Fenson as he walks, looking at the bloodied and torn clothes, he hmms "Wouldnt be right to take these...would it? But those cultists..." He shudders "Never dress like them..." He leans on a wall and looks up thoughtfully, he then smiles "I know..." He walks outside and across the street into a random building, whether it be almost rubble or perfectly okay. He motions for fenson and Janus to stay outside should they follow him. He emerges a few minutes later wearing a set of dark bluejeans that are just slightly large on him, also wearing a pair of boots just slightly oversized, he still doesnt have a shirt though. "Nothing but plaid and white in there...white's too showing, especially on me.." He looks at Janus and Fenson and shakes both their hands "Nice to meet the both of you for real for once" He grins "Now then, either of you good with a pair of scissors?" He has the idea to cut the crop of hair on his head.