"You want me to undress? How rude!" Saanga said, letting out a nervous laugh but feeling lucky to be alive right about now. Sometimes one has to use a bit of dark humor for their own mental wellbeing. The alternative could be freaking out or breaking down, neither of which would help him very much, and it seemed genuine that this guy wasn't going to kill him, anyways. If he was going to be gunned down, then would be the proper time to panic and not make wisecracks.
He began with the helmet, nervously ruffling some of his helmet hair back into a more natural look before proceeding to strip the rest of his armor off of his well toned body, revealing that he only wore white boxers underneath with images of dogs on them. Embaressment wasn't really on his mind or his top priority at the moment. The last of his armor fell with a clunk into the pile at his feet.
"The damage will only repair itself when I have it on, but I'm sure that this will suffice for now," he explained, eyeing his precious armor while clenching his fists. He was helpless without it, so for now, at least, he'd do whatever the man said.
He began with the helmet, nervously ruffling some of his helmet hair back into a more natural look before proceeding to strip the rest of his armor off of his well toned body, revealing that he only wore white boxers underneath with images of dogs on them. Embaressment wasn't really on his mind or his top priority at the moment. The last of his armor fell with a clunk into the pile at his feet.
"The damage will only repair itself when I have it on, but I'm sure that this will suffice for now," he explained, eyeing his precious armor while clenching his fists. He was helpless without it, so for now, at least, he'd do whatever the man said.