Tony was smiling as though he was well beyond the suggestion, but still teased, "What, the great galactic voyager Knight needs armor? No one on the Enterprise ever wore armor." Besides, it wasn't ready and until it was, Tony would like to maintain the illusion that he filled a certain niche. Once the kind of people with natural talent got their hands on suits like his, he would be very quickly obsolete in this brave new world. He leaned the sword more carefully against the table to work efficiently down Misty's arm, still testing with every new layer to ensure everything ran smoothly with the new weight until he could finally pull the wire connecting them free, leaving it hanging for a moment from his breast as he focused on the intricate joints are Misty's elbow.