"No! Wait! It's perf---...--ect" An uncharacteristic outburst escaped the Knight, who nearly wailed in dismay as Thaliss prepared to clean the plate.
"As I said, " Dent coughed when the spell failed utterly, "It's perfect. For my needs." He resisted the urge to collect the armor and hug it possessively, but only just. Let those mucktards back at the Unit see me now, he gloated inwardly.
Dent removed his armor and started putting on the plate. Gods, but it felt good to be swaddled in steel. As Dent worked at getting on the armor, he idly mused, "What's in those papers?" When he bent over to affix a shin guard, the emblem on the chest caught his eye. He stiffened. "That is a Mirabarian emblem." Dent shot Tolan a look. "The Knight Captain," he murmured.