A quirk of a smile finds its way to Ellis' face, as if he knows what's gone unspoken. Ellis will be careful because Tony has made it a condition of this venture. He will be careful because he has promised to come back and there is no other way to do so than to be very, very cautious in the way he proceeds onward from here.

Because he wants to come back, perhaps. (A more complicated thing.)

Ellis tucks the gloves into his pocket on his way to crouching to lift the bag. There is the clink of glass from within, which Ellis weighs up and then, very carefully, stows in the saddlebag before he tells her, "I'll do my best not to use any of them."

Potentially the best thanks he might give her.

"I'm not afraid," comes on the heels of some quiet scrutiny of her expression. "So you needn't be either."