"Mhmm. I'll need to ask around, see who has leather but I'm pretty sure I can rig you something that'll be comfortable and stylish. Won't look like one so you don't have to worry about people asking questions if you don't want." He flips to a fresh page in his journal, making a few notes and starting the rough beginnings of a sketch. Adjustable straps, padding around the shoulder, strips of iron along the scapula and reinforcement to pull the weight off the joint and across his torso-

He's designed similar things in the past for recovering veterans- protecting American soldiers didn't end with the smart weapons he's designed over the years. It'll need to be a little tougher to hold up and take some working to be comfortable, but- "Call it penance for blowing it off in the first place. The whole fight was...a massive overreaction, but that was instinct."

Anything that went for the reactor that he or Friday had time to react to? Got the unibeam.

Thanks, Obie.

"...So. Sorry about that."