“I don’t think that’s possible,” I dismissed her concerns after I managed to catch my breath. “It’s probably…” I brought up the arm and looked at the polished, reflective metal that made up the plating of the exoskeleton suit, “Yeah, that’s just Runesmithing script. It’s not a Cutie Mark. It’ll probably go away the moment I stop channeling the power of the Rune. See?”