The armour did seem a bit over the top in general, in Martha's opinion, but she'd seen odder attire, and presumably it was functional. She wondered, vaguely, what the man...being, there, Jones, easy...looked like usually.

That is, until he said some of his best friends were human, and she started to laugh. The self-control issue was likely due to the drink. Or possibly because it was so damn classic, his statement. "It's different, I believe you," she said. "Sorry, it's just...I've heard 'some of my best friends' before."