Seeing Shard still clicking away at the clasp, fixing the armor's accessories to the inside of the box for easy storage, Miss Mister asked:
"Why are you putting it back in the box? Aren't you going to put it on and try it out?"
"No time, and for me, protective gear isn't really important; it actually hinders agility."
Shard wasn't boasting; his body truly was reliable.
Miss Mister then stood behind him with a smile, saying nothing more, just watching him close the box again and turn it back into a toy using a curtain.
Even as a toy, the box continued to glow. This time, Shard minimized it to the extreme, the final surface area about the size of a fingernail:
"As expected, having the element makes it much harder to cast a spell on it... How about hanging it on Mia's neck as a pendant?"
