"Well," Ezra replies, biting the corner of his lip thoughtfully. "I wouldn't say no to clothing that would, uh, blend in a little better."

He's not vain, exactly, although his personal preference is brighter colors. Mostly, he'd like to look less like a prisoner.

"And maybe a look over some more of the technology, here."

The magic, he's less sure what to make of, and is more inclined to be cautious about. "What about you?"

Above all, he wants to talk.