Mason smiled. A genuine grin, full of passion. This was something that he liked - no, [i]loved[/i] doing judging by the twinkle in his eye. "No Sam, that's what I'm making your [i]actual[/i] suit with. I'm guessing you heard about the Myrrh Bazaar from your time on Amoridia? We've managed to reverse-engineer the stuff that their three-pieces are made out of. The damn fabric of the suit has to be cut with water jets." Tapping a couple buttons on his watch, a holographic display of Samuel's suit appeared in front of him, free of tatters or bloodstains. Suit, dress shirt, pants and tie. The complete set. "Bazaar fabric is cut-proof, pretty bullet-resistant and some of the best stuff for traditionalists like the Bazaar. Stuff hardens on impact like the gel you see in some suits - err, exosuits, I should say. In summary? This stuff puts Bond to shame. Expensive, top-of-the-line and cutting edge. Hell, I'm pretty sure this is just a prototype we snatched from SAD's archives as well. And you, Sam, are the first in line to get it. I'd say you're one of the only field agents who has some actual taste for what they were, so I'm on board with this idea." He tapped his leg brace with his cane. "If I wasn't out of action, I'd say I'd be pretty jealous of you right now. Interfaces with your exo and neuro-link as well, so you can adjust stuff like colour and design easy. I'd also bet that you'd be making Moss jealous if he was here as well. Well, you might know him by Mr. Moss if you met him."