Some grunting and tugging helps get the gloves on. When they finally manage to get it on properly her eyes go wide with curiosity at the subtle magic. She wants to poke it! But she can't when she has gauntlets on.

Being encased in armour is certainly a strange experience. A bit like getting wrapped up before going out into the snow. The more Harrowheart piles onto her the more she's glad he's helping. Getting herself ready just wouldn't have been an option, even when it does shrink down to a size the suits her.

"It feels... heavy." She lifts her arms experimentally. "How do you put all of this on by yourself?" Remembering what he's doing she hastily adds, "And what's the coolest pose in this armour?"