Jamie laughed softly. "Well, it's not exactly a suit of armor. I doubt I'd be able to move around if it were, unless the metal were extremely light. It's more just metal greaves and bracers, with shoulder guards and mail gloves. Although I probably shouldn't wear those if I'm going to dance with someone."
That was the part that was still up in the air - whether or not he would have a date or be going stag. He was too nervous to ask anyone, even his friends.
"Although if I'm done growing, I suppose I could recycle it for another year."