He let out a soft chuckle, a soft breeze blew through the courtyard again. The suit was a certain kind of hell indeed. "At least ya get used ta it after a while." God knows Sam did, but it took a while. He rocked his weight onto his right foot, while narrowing his gaze at Jay, "Well, there's alotta stuff you gotta be ready for, Jay. Ya gotta be able ta use yer abilities ta their fullest." Jay's abilities were passively useful, but he could become skilled in hand-to-hand or even weapon combat.
Older brother that he was, Sam was already formulating plans in his head, without even mentioning it to poor Icarus. "By the time ya finish some trainin' sessions... it'll pay off. You'll be swingin' a staff er somethin', Ah reckon. Maybe Ah'm stretchin' a bit fer now." Jay hadn't even been to a training session yet and mastering combat was still a long time coming.