The words made Nash immidieatly snap out of his daze and ran next to the crate.
"Quick, wear these." after opening the lid of the crate they have brought on board, Nash pulled several armors out and handed them over to Amy and Miles.
Both were armors that were worn by the Thousand Bloods he has killed way back when they hijacked the spaceship, so their size was almost a perfect match thanks to their time to choose from many.
Or at least it was a perfect match for Nash and Amy, but for Miles who already had a very thin frame than the two, his was slightly big. At the very moment, he looked like a little kid trying to wear his parents' clothes, giving him a rather comical appearance.
"Is this for real? Is there no other armor I can wear?" Miles felt like crying as the helmet on his face occasionally slid forward, hindering him from seeing whatever was before him.
