This was a job. She was a hunter. Even if what they were 'hunting' was more of a search and potentially rescue than an actual hunt. He expected her to have equipment.

"If you think it'll help," he shrugged, letting the door swing shut behind them. His bike was parked not far off and he'd stopped by the shop to borrow an extra helmet so there was one for her. "I'm pretty sure I can track her, but I need an idea where to start looking. If she was flying 'cause of the fae, she probably had a place she wanted to go in mind. Need to figure out what it is. To do that, I need someone familiar with the fae to take a look at what I found. And I need to trust them. That's you."

The extra helmet was held out for her, "Put that on and climb on behind me."