"Why?" Jason was learning that he would have to ask either more direct questions or just continue asking until he got an answer. They fought long and hard. He'd seen her take a few hits, so there was no way she'd be completely clear of injury. Her reply threw him off, too. He closed up the computer and carried it with him down a small hallway.
"You can have a shirt, but I'm twice your size so I'm not sure it'll help," he rummaged in a closet and threw her a green t-shirt, locking the computer and door behind him.