Tarkus paid extremely close attention to what Morella thought, not particularly caring when she started moving his arm, after all, just how the hell was she supposed to get a good look at Zoll without a full view? He was shocked when she said the fit might have been better than her boots, he knew just how well she could fight with those things, and if something like this fit BETTER, he doubted there was any way for someone to take it off without figuring out the trigger to take it off. He still couldn't figure out how he didn't notice the thing on his arm, it fit almost like a second skin, yet he only really felt it when he noticed it.

He mulled over Morella's idea, but he didn't really think that it'd work. He'd slept with the thing on, gone a couple hours before even noticing it, and he was fairly certain that his arm wouldn't be combat ready in his sleep. he started looking it over himself, noticing a small compartment that looked like it'd open near the top piece of the wrist section, his curiosiy peaking, he wondered just how to open it. When he heard the announcement of the ship docking and the assembly happening in a quarter of an hour, he stood from his seat and turned to Morella, saying: [b]"Thanks for giving it a look over, I'll have to find a way to get it off later though, looks like we gotta get moving to the Opening ceremony. Wanna go to it together?"[/b] He motioned his left hand's thumb to the exit of the airship, but his mind was still probing over the ways Zoll could be removed.