"Havelock Vetinari," said Havelock with a bow. "What sort of squadron might that be?" Certainly the outfit looked like leather armour, but it was stripped down to be skintight. Possibly to minimise wind resistance? Otherwise it was hardly as practical as a full-thickness piece of armour, leather or otherwise, particular given the unarmoured biceps.

Of course, it could always be magic, but that was something of an exercise in hazard.