“There's are some you can borrow up at the front desk,” Will says, though desk is probably a misnomer. It's mostly a rickety shack with lockers and a lazy attendant who is supposed to keep track of who's where on what day, but it's really a matter of whether or not anyone tells him anything. There are always extra hardhats up there, though. “They don't look like this – this is mine from home, “he taps on the helmet absently - “but they should have something that fits you.” They do have to account for a variety of headshapes, after all.