Welcome Aboard

Bronze had an air of cautiousness about him as they entered the armory. He had no reason to distrust Sirius or anyone within the Armada but he was rightfully wary. He'd been on his own for so long that relying on others for.. well, anything, felt strange to him. Like there had be some kind of catch. But continually he saw that there was none. He wondered if he might ever get over that feeling of things being too good to be true though he supposed only time would tell.

He was slow and deliberate as he rifled through the supplies offered. He wouldn't pick something over the top, that wasn't really his style. Sapphire gaze drifted over some crudely made armor before he settled on something that looked useful - a pair of hide bracers, dyed black with gold adornments that matched his own gold markings. Oddly fitting, though he knew it was merely a coincidence. "I'd like to try these, I think," he suggested, casting a glance to Sirius for approval.