The wet suit had been a challenge on his legs, but Trowa managed to get it on after a few moments. He was redoing the straps for his knives, having opted for his largest ones for this mission, when he heard Duo's voice. "It could be worse, it could be tights again." The wet suites were not, in his mind, terribly different from the space suits they had used toward the end of the wars. "Need to borrow a knife or two?"