Wait--he was the one with the plan? Kaito straightened up a little. Yeah. Right. He was the one with the plan.

"Uh, no bark clogs." He grinned, catching the kit and opening it up. "My shoes are upstairs, too. With the camera. Actually, they are the camera. Ugly thick-soled things to hide it all... I.T. comes up with the stupidest shit, and then the guys who put me in this--" he indicated his too-tight pants and too-tight shirt with some disgust, "--have to figure out how to make it all work. They're not made for running, but my uniform's stashed outside the village walls, so..." Just had to get that far.

In the meantime, he bent to look at the gouge under cloth and armor, carefully peeling material away. "You're gonna have to take off your shirt, man." He rapped his knuckles against the shoulder blades of the armor. "Back plate, too."