If half of your magic could be nullified by something built into a uniform I doubt you would settle either.

[ The way she eyes him is not without a hint of amusement. She will take the compliment, though it seems a simple matter of practicality to her. Adaptation for survival.

Perhaps pride as well. She did not survive a Blight just to be captured or killed in someone else's war. ]

Do you want to try me, or do you prefer to bask in my presence?