Brigid's eyebrows pulled down. She held out the hoodie, her expression open and honest. "You're cold. I still have the bomber jacket. Wearing the hoodie has to be better than being naked, doesn't it?"

Brigid had no other agenda. She just wanted to help.

Leaning on her cane, she held out the hoodie for another moment. "If you don't want it, that's fine, but everyone is without powers, so I thought you'd be cold."