[ She slips off the makeshift sling he has made for her, stuffing it into her pockets and extending her arm for the first time since it had been injured. Better to overextend it, injure it further, and live than the alternative if something really were waiting for them.
That's all she has to take care of, though, and his armor is bulky and unwieldy. He handles it without much issue, but it's a long process, plate armor. And she doesn't want to dawdle. So she approaches him, reaches up to take the leather strap of the plate as he hoists it around his chest so she can tighten it down for him. It strains her shoulder. She bites down on the inside of her cheek to try forcing it to relax, or stretch, or something.
She's never put plate on a man before, but she's taken plenty of it off in order to bring scrap metal back from battlefields. It's not hard to figure out. It'll help speed the process along, if he'll allow it. ]
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That's all she has to take care of, though, and his armor is bulky and unwieldy. He handles it without much issue, but it's a long process, plate armor. And she doesn't want to dawdle. So she approaches him, reaches up to take the leather strap of the plate as he hoists it around his chest so she can tighten it down for him. It strains her shoulder. She bites down on the inside of her cheek to try forcing it to relax, or stretch, or something.
She's never put plate on a man before, but she's taken plenty of it off in order to bring scrap metal back from battlefields. It's not hard to figure out. It'll help speed the process along, if he'll allow it. ]