"Hard no," Wayne insisted gruffly, shoulders squaring all that much. "And I say that as someone also not having to wear it."

Because he'd absolutely refused.

"But," he offered, a bit softer now, though he shook his head with the lingering disapproval "if you were such a fan, Shuri, I'm sure Prompto could spare one fer ya. He took pert'near all of 'em"

Weird fucking skid.