Ramza shuddered as snow found its way onto his neck and inside the aforementioned armor. He lifted his neck out of the snow and propped himself up on his elbows.

"Why wouldn't I? It is safer. Spies could be walking among us, and this armor has helped turn away more than one assassination attempt." That sounded a trifle morbid, truth though it was, so he added. "Plus, it allows me to become accustomed to moving while wearing it. It does not hinder me in battle because I am well used to its weight and feel."