[If there's one thing Scarface will give Yarne, it's his tenacity- he's never seen anyone cling so consistently and so doggedly to even the faintest possibility of a non-confrontational finale. But while he can, to some extent, admire his determination he's not about to give in just because his partner's looking a little antsy.

In fact, he's already breaking into a wide smile of his own, one that could almost be called genuine if it weren't so shamelessly foxy.]

Probably. But we worked our asses off getting here, right? It'd be a real waste to just give it away. Anyway... [Hello, when did he get so close? Because suddenly Scar's right up next to Yarne, and that means he can hold the armour up against his body in demonstration.] Have you checked the stats? They're killer: high on speed, low on weight, nice defensive boosts.

[Somehow. Even though it's little more than a series of carefully placed straps. Don't ask him how it works, okay? A pause.] In fact, I'd say they're pretty perfect for you.

[And he will very, very clearly not be disabused of that idea.]

[ooc: I didn't have anything in mind! Got an idea to play with?]