He grinned as Kimat revealed he had definitely inherited his father's sense of humor. "And yes, I am saying that is exactly what happened. As near as I could tell. Or, it could be that, instead of Fate being an Overdeity as I had previously theorized, and keep forgetting to ask about during my meetings, Fate could instead be a genus loci for the entire planar-verse, and this is the spot where it is easiest to communicate with it, and hurt it if you wanted to. Though with its ability to bend reality to make things literally fail in otherwise impossible ways, trying to hurt it would be a fools game, and a suicidal one at that."<br/><br/>He blinked, before staring to the side. "That is why Barid's shield system is working and mine never got past the single city stage. Mine had components in reality where it could effect them, and kept causing those minor failures until the project had to shut down due to approaching the projected cut off budget. That one was preventing me from hurting it, and we never caught on because we had no idea it was there... Absolutely fascinating."<br/><br/>He shook his head, and waved to the transport, as it settled in front of them. "Alright, back to my question of the armor. Who wants one, doesn't, or needs more time to think on it?"