"Take it off," John Price growled as he tugged at the sleeve of the jumper you were wearing. He didn't understand why you continued to wear a jumper with that bastard's name on it. "I don't want ya wearin' that bloke's shit anymore."

When you still didn't move to take off the offending garment, John growled with frustration.

"Take it off and put this on." John stripped off his own jumper, and held it out to you.