[Grell picks it up very gently, turning it over in her hands.]
You never told me you had armor...not like this.
[looking it over, she sees the place on the wrist, and then looks at her own wrist. something seems to spark in her as she looks between the two, and she nods. setting the gauntlet on the table, she draws two of her notes to her and the pen she had been using.]
Did you design this?
[there's clear admiration in her tone even as she's adding to her notes for what she hopes is the last time.]
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You never told me you had armor...not like this.
[looking it over, she sees the place on the wrist, and then looks at her own wrist. something seems to spark in her as she looks between the two, and she nods. setting the gauntlet on the table, she draws two of her notes to her and the pen she had been using.]
Did you design this?
[there's clear admiration in her tone even as she's adding to her notes for what she hopes is the last time.]