Xyra yelped, as the armor reacted, clearly caught off-guard by it. "Well... huh. That's... different," she said, once she'd gotten over the initial shock of it.<br/><br/>One of the guards pulls out of a spyglass, and looks them over. "That's funny. The mayor didn't say anything about expecting visitors. She always lets us know in advance when your type are coming, so we can bring them in." They make no move to open the gate, clearly wanting an explanation.