That was something he didn't think about. He was probably more accustomed to finer cloth, although it was always made strong. After a thoughtful pause, the knight replied, "Finer cloth, I would suppose. Lord Gwyn did not see his Knights go without" he said, pausing to think again. "To answer thine second question, no I do not" he added. Was he supposed to?
He changed out of his dirty and ruined clothing, changing into the robe he had been given. "That which corrupts my sword, armour, and my body is the abyss itself" he explained. "I had tried to hold it back but it proved a near impossible task. I thought my end would come in that dark, lonely place. I was ready to use my shield to protect Sif but we awoke to find we were here" he added. "The abyss is an unrelenting darkness. It removes all purpose from the living and in the end, taints their souls and drives them mad. They turn hollow, all purpose gone and they are lost to the darkness. The power of the ring I wear and the necklace could hold back the abyss, but it could not hold back Manus... He was once primeval man, disturbed from his place of slumber by unwitting fools... Now the abyss corrupts Oolacile, and soon it will swallow the world" he lamented. "!And it seems I brought a piece of it here with me"