He shrugs. "I'm made of it. Side effects mean nothing to my body." He lases his hands together, black bone fingers interlocking in the smoke. "Oh well. The armor would likely be too hot anyway." He shrugs. "Perhaps I can get some made later...." He taps his finger against his helmet. "Drow live in caverns for the most part. Wood elves live in the treetops, and high elves live in sophisticated cities. I'm considered strange, even for a Drow, because I leaned nature magic when I was living. Shortly before I died, now that I think about it....." He nods, listing to the rules of the house. "Wood elves do. High elves would see dressing in so little as a great offence. Drow don't care. We mostly wear clothing for comfort, rather then style." He stops to think about the last question. "I.....don't think so. I think it'll either be integrated into my new body as some tattoo or glyph, or just appear as a helmet. I'm not sure."