He tilted his head back down at her and only then did he take the helmet back off, flipping it over to stare inside. His complaint was incredibly petty, admittedly, but it still nagged at him anyway.

"I had this in the Drabwurld. You remember those little shadow beasts that only seemed to be scared of hounds? This was my reward, my boon, for helping out some. Only they'd enchanted it so it was always chilled inside." Gendry's expression twisted into a reluctant and embarrassed smile. "Not that it needed that, but it was... nice."

There had been something rather nice about wearing the helmet on a hot summer's day as well and how it kept his head cool, rather than bake it. He'd learned to make that particular enchantment himself, though he'd lost that power along with his Shard.