"Of course. I'll bare with you. Who would lose patience with such a beauty to help him." He sits properly while his armor is placed. He keeps grinning widely before he finally has to stand to get the rest on. He looks every inch the sort of futuristic knight from some modern day fairy story.

"It's perfect. You are a natural. Thank you." He doesn't pick up his helmet. He never does. Instead, he's got his hammer and he's look at the young man. "One more?" He points to his lips, playfully.