"and yet you already cant keep your hands off me" the wiping of the photo didn't phase him and to be honest it wasn't even close to the worst thing done to him. She must have thought she was being cute, but she wasn't. He held out his hand, presumably for his shirt, unless she wanted to keep it for some twisted reason. Even though he actually liked the shirt in she hand but she was welcome to keep it to remember him by. "shirt," was all he spoke next.