It wouldn't take long for his moogle to learn what kind of hero he was - he was no hero. But it wasn't like he was going to send the thing out to fight his battles - it looked pretty defenseless. Even if he did, he doubted the moogle would do as he asked, given that he hadn't done much to help him so far. "Something tells me he wouldn't listen to me anyway."

"Yeah, no kidding." Armor, Jaune was used to. You had to be ready for an attack at just about any moment back in Remnant. Combat attire was common. Mask crusaders, on the other hand... "Am I going to have to dress like that too?" He waves a hand at Jack.