He nodded. "I was going to make it more protective, less amplifying for you. No needles for sure. I have no talent in genetics. Mostly just a chest plate really. All I need to squeeze in the shields and other defenses."<br/><br/>He leaned back, and grinned at the last bit about others being uncomfortable around her when naked, and sent back several reasons why. Envy, lust, lingering fear of her abilities that they rationalized as discomfort near her, things like that. "Though if you get tired of everyone else judging you, you can always come here. The minions don't care, and I have absolutely no preference in what you are or are not wearing."<br/><br/>The last was a bald faced lie, he rather enjoyed admiring her moving about in her anti-gravity field, though one thing he was curious about was how she walked, though since she preferred floating, he was likely to never know. Still, he had a new challenge, make armor for someone that hated confinement, which meant the armor had to be light enough to be unnoticeable while being worn or moving, still be actual armor rather than clothing with a shield field, AND contain all the defenses he considered required. At very least, a several day focused project, and he first had to finish adding adamantine to the metal altering device for the armorer.