Heh. I'm hard to miss. [ York considers the distance between their rooms as he's strapping a greave on, and seems to come to a decision. ] Maybe somebody will swap. Was there anything interesting in yours or should we just go exploring once I figure the rest of this out?

[ He grabs the torso piece, but all the buckles are in the back... he slips it on and turns his back to North, because like hell is he running around a new world without the equipment he was given, he might need it. ]

Thanks. Obviously they know I'm fashionable in any world -- can you get the back?