Clothes were more than a little concerning. For Aerich's part, his traditional blouse, skirt and vambraces had been replaced with a warrior's armor. Yet it wasn't until he heard the human speak that he put much thought into it. Yes, it'd been ingrained in his thinking that more metal always made one more vulnerable in battle, with the prevalence of sorcery, so it was a practical concern -- but before that he had to reconcile with himself that he could actually move about.

That said, he could look to the woman with mute amusement for that last exclamation. "A book, you say? That is a fine priority."