The familiar task was comforting after the arena. He could examine a problem without needing to dodge something halfway through solving it. With the river audible outside and his tools laid out before him, Kael started on the coat.
Several superficial tears closed with careful stitching. Others required replacing portions of the inner lining. Before working near the socket, he checked that the Darkness Rune remained properly secured. It did, much to his relief. Damaging it during repairs would be a particularly stupid way to lose something that had helped keep him alive through the Gladiatorium.
The trousers came next. The wound in his right thigh had torn through several layers of reinforced Basilisk material. He cleaned the edges, trimmed loose fibers, and used his remaining spare material to reinforce the worst sections. The hammer thankfully fully fused the spare with the original. Allowing a seamless fix and permanent one.
