He caught his torn shirt, "Not much good this'll do. Besides," he drew it on, despite the large tearing, "I have a type, and I found someone who might fill it."
Alex touched his chest, and her hand began to glow. "Yes, but dramatic shirt tearing is only one of many options." As she talked, the tear in his shirt repaired.
"How...how did you do that?" he questioned, looking at Alex. Sure, he was pretty sure that standard Makai wear could do that, but this was just normal clothing.