The hippogriff can hear the pony’s voice from inside “Coming!” and a few seconds later the door opens “Oh. Hey there Vindicar.”
"Neat! But yeah, I might need something to hang it at… something sturdy enough. Can you throw something like that together? Also, I think I could just wait a minute until water flows out of the chainmail before drying it out. Shaking it out is way too loud."
"Yeah, I could put together something for it. Just tell me how heavy it is exactly. As for that, the shaking before and after soaking is to get rid of as much dirt as possible before blowing through it with air… But I guess that this could be skipped in the end."
"Well, I’m not quite sure how much it weights. My guess is about twenty kilograms not counting cuirass and helmet. As for shaking, I suspect it’s most effective when the chainmail is soaked. But you’re the engineer here, so… guess it will be easier anyway if you attach a couple of handles to that armorhanger."
“Only twenty kilos? I’d swear it looks much heavier. I think even I could wear this then… Anywho, I have a nice idea for the hanger, but first” he takes out a notepad and a tape measure from his bag “stand straight and still for a moment”