[MisterOlds]

He raised an eyebrow as he took a swig of tea and sighed appreciatively. "Aaah, that's nice." His eyebrow twitched. "Look, it was the best I could do with two minutes and that wave he shot out went through a foot of obsidian!" He took another sip and added, "You know that the armor is created by visualizing it in my mind, right? It's not like you can just design it and throw it on, and I just pull it out of my ass at will. You're going to have to teach me how to visualize it, so to speak, and it's gotta be made of obsidian, cuz that's the only thing I can work with." He set down the cup and drew a figure in the air. "It has to be able to give me a lot of upper chest protection without restricting my mobility. That upper chest protection really came in handy against Mercutone."

He gave Djinn's offer some thought and shook his head. "I think a shower will suffice, but thanks for the offer. I don't exactly heal at the normal rate, you know. Otherwise I'd have gone Azuronni by now." He shrugged and took another sip of the tea. "I won't need any help getting to the shower, and I think I'm going to have to get used to being crippled multiple times if Mercutone's that strong."