Raiding the wardrobe wasn't too big of a deal as far as the assassins were concerned. There had been weird moments for all of them, although it'd probably be a good idea, very soon, to sit down and actually order a few things online. Things that fit into the current world, did not advertise for their order, and presumably could hide weapons in them for starters.
And between Arno, Jacob, and Shaun, they did have a decent collection of waistcoats between them. So that could work out for the moment, anyway, as much as Balthier wanted for it to.
"Ahhhh." Jacob agrees, turning serious and leaning forward, perching his chin on folded hands. "It's THIS again, is it? Evie's a bit obsessed with carrying on some of the work our father did at home. Obsessed, flat out obsessed with objects of immense power that had the ability to change the world, make it better or worse depending on who you talked to. She'll want to be knowing EVERYTHING." he continued, grabbing a cheesestick from a biscuit and snapping it in half to stretch some of the cheese out before biting from the center. "It probably ends with you swearing not to play around with it because it could be extremely..."
"Jacob." Evie hissed, rolling her eyes. "I only wanted to make sure that Balthier AND the rest of us are safe. That's not too much to ask for, is it?"