"This is your tenth attempt," Rui remarked. "Do you really think you have something worthy of me?"
The dwarf grinned at him. "Come with me, Your Majesty."
The Elder Sage walked with a curious Rui following him. It wasn't that he categorically rejected exo-Martial suits, although he personally didn't like them at all since they ruined the martial arts aesthetic. But he respected the value and pragmatism they offered. In an interstellar age, exosuits were a necessity. And exo-Martial suits were naturally developed to create exosuits tailored for the needs of Martial Artists.
He also recalled what his daughter had told him about being open to change, if he truly wanted to claim to be Water. And she certainly had a point. He decided to keep an open mind.
Of course, his prejudice was not the main reason he had never adopted a suit for himself.
