They're still a little big, but the asset takes them, anyhow. They're the best he's found so far. They disappear into a jacket pocket, the same one as the socks. He peers over Rorschach's shoulder into the mess of tools.

"The needlenose pliers, too," he says. "If you don't need them." Also bigger than is optimal, but still possible to make do with.

Then he can check the rest of the garage. He's already found a couple lighters, and a couple more won't go amiss. Without electricity, they need as many sources of fire as possible.