"And a little like that... something like this... and... a bit... of this..."
I could feel my tongue poking out from the side of my lips as I tried to mimic what Anput had done, my dexterity that usually matched hers in a fight struggling slightly with these new movements as I helped her with the armor, folding and stitching the leather together to create a layered sheet that would eventually form a cuirass.
Softer leather on the inside for cushioning - both to absorb the blow and to feel comfortable when wearing it - while a harder, boiled leather was on the outside, meant to be the primary form of protection.
