Even if the playful look from before was on her face, there was a softness to her eyes as she looked up at him. Maybe she did need assurance but she didn't want to actually admit it. If he was going to let her keep his hand in hers, she was good with it.

"Get what you feel most comfortable with, that will make you more deadly," she shrugged, unaware of the troubled thoughts in his head. "I use leather armor mostly but strangely wasn't wearing it when they yanked me here."

Which was rude.