"You'd be surprised how heavy her armor really is," Ollie said lightly as he stepped in to start unlacing the spaulders from where they connected to Ashlynn's shoulders. He said it lightly, as if it were really just a comment about Ashlynn's armor.
He could hear the uncertainty in the young lady's voice, and he'd learned well over the past several months what a voice sounded like when it was trying to find the courage to say what needed to be said, even if it wasn't really ready to speak the words.
"Here," he said, passing over the first set of heavy plates to Jocelynn, both so she could understand the weight her sister carried and to give her something to do. He couldn't delay things for her for very long, but he could give her a few moments more, and from the look he saw in Ashlynn's watery, emerald eyes, she could use those moments too.
