"I met my daily quota," he said, swirling his noodles and taking a mouthful. "Sho where'd you get that armor anyhow?" he asked then, not really caring about the lack of propriety of talking with his mouth full. He swallowed, then rested his chin on the back of the chair. "I've never seen armor that could stop a bullet that wasn't like... maybe one of those big metal suits like in Beast's Castle. That's some pretty hardcore stuff."