The hippogriff can hear the pony’s voice from inside “Coming!” and a few seconds later the door opens “Oh. Hey there Vindicar.”
"What’s the worst thing that could happen? It’s not like you’re going to walk all day in it. That would be pretty tiring, trust me." Vindicar chuckles. "Plus the oath of service has not a single word against it."
"Hey, making sure here, I don’t want you to get into any trouble and such"
"No trouble, my friend. Though I doubt my helmet would fit you." Griffpony peeks over engineer’s shoulder. "Meanwhile, any ideas on where can I get a heating pump?"
“If your helmet fit my head I’d be surprised” He chuckles looking at the big contraption “It’s not heating Vin, the pressure of the air coming out of this is too high to be cool. It’s just an air pump. And ya know what, come over here tomorrow, I will have both the hanger for the armor AND a pump ready for you to take. Just take a cart or something”