[ Rather than answer directly, Subaru raises her right hand into the air, her gemstone clutched in an open palm. ] Mach Caliber, set up!
«All right, buddy!»
[ For all the gear Subaru has, you would think it would take about 15 minutes to pull all of it on. For her, though, it is over in a flash of light.
Subaru turns to Kohran, now wearing her full gear; Barrier Jacket pulled over a skintight black one-piece outfit (something she had put in specifically for the winter weather), Revolver Knuckle heavy on her right hand, the knuckles of her Sword Breaker on her left glove, the trademark white headband with long streamers visible trailing behind her, and the heavy motorized skates purring idly as she takes a step back and turns to her friend. ]
[ She lifts her right hand out and makes a tight fist. That gauntlet looks like it should weigh a hundred pounds at the least. She brings one foot up and stamps it down, the force of the wheels makes it seem like she could have split the sidewalk with it if she had tried to.
This is definitely not equipment a normal person could handle unassisted, yet her movements don't seem hampered at all. She'll let that — and that self-deprecating smile — speak for themselves. ]