Kind of a mess. Whose fault was that, again? He can't remember.

"Stork?" Unusual name. But there are worse things to be named after. "Loki. Anyway, leather armor would be more lightweight and mobile, and less of a liability if you happen to get dunked into water. There's no point in wasting the skins of the animals people end up eating, either."

He starts walking past Stork, mind already somewhere else. It seems he's satisfied with the scolding he's done. He lifts a hand in farewell and adds glibly, "Anyway, see you. Try not to run into anything too sharp or hard."