"Aye ye needed et a'er last neight." Sour Belly pointed out, leaning in to Kiss Rain's forehead before starting to put on all her armour and gear. "Tha' sorta' stuff whan ees bran' noo ca' ha' a wey a ex'astin' a boody." Pieces of armour went on rapidly, the Dwarf was well practised at this process and the whole suit seemed designed to be put on and taken off in the least amount of time possible. Next the large and heavy pack, which Rain couldn't even lift, was hefted all too easily onto the Dwarf's shoulders.