The young hero wiped his brow as he smiled up at his companion. "We've done it," he said in relief. "We've saved the kingdom."
"Indeed we have," his companion said from within the armor she was possessing.
"We've defeated the demon that stole your body," he said, "and recovered your body."
"Victory!" his companion replied happily, thrusting the massive sword this floating spirit armor had come with, clashing it against the matching massive shield.
"So now you can depossess that armor and go back into your own body," he finished hopefully.
His companion was quite for a time. "Leave this armor?"
"Yes."
"...the one that I was able to take with me out of dungeons?"
"Yes."
"The one that, as far as the forces arrayed against us could tell, is nigh indestructible?"
"Mmm-hmm."
"The one that gleams gold and reflects force and devastated everything we came up against?"
"That's the one."
"The one that floats, can explore any terrain, and strikes fear into the hearts of ally and enemy alike?"
"What other would I be talking about?"
"The one I'm currently possessing?"
"Yeah..."
His companion was silent for a time. "...do I have to?"
The young train conductor face palmed. "Zelda..."