"Favor?" he asked as he moved towards the costume, "It'd be an honor. It will shine like the day it was made every time you don it."

Aimery shot Adrian a warm smile before looking back at the suit and reaching out to trail one finger along the collar, hesitantly, as if he couldn't quite believe it were there. The suit was far more beautiful in the light than it had been back in that alley, and the mystery of whether or not it was anatomically correct was solved thanks to Veidt's choice in workout attire. Aimery ran his hand down one arm more purposefully, catching any grime, blood, or whatever that was not part of the suit with the side of his hand, then glanced up at the other man.

"That night you saved me was the only time my ability hasn't worked- I owe you my life." He hoped the look he gave, earnest and appreciative, made his gratefulness and loyalty clear enough. Because actually saying 'thank you, I'm very grateful, if there's anything I can do to repay it' while stroking your hands over an effigy of the person you're speaking to might be a little tacky.