[ His eyebrows actually go up, but only a tiny bit at Jason stealing his clothes. He's not actually bothered, at all. It's more that it's... weirdly endearing for him, and even more weirdly reassuring? satisfying? Something like one of those.]

There's nothing here I'm worried about hiding. [Even downstairs, actually, though his cape and the gloves to use it - and their batteries - are down there, too.] Breaking in and stealing me blind might be inconvenient. [At worst]

...You should probably add socks and shoes to the outfit or you're going to get frostbite trying to leave.