"Yes. I wonder if they are made of real bones." A macabre practice, if so.

If it sounded flirtatious to anyone else, it didn't to Dimitri, unfortunately. He never was good at flirting — and goddess preserve the poor women who tried.

"Find me a polearm, and I gladly will, my lady. We should see about armor — and if they are just as kind to part with it."