"It would not be fair to weigh you with additional expenses because of my whim."

Kell already planned to do it if Victor agreed to his sudden request. They're inventors, not tailors. He might have been raised in a castle, but he knew the difference between crafts.

"That's actually a funny story. I won it in a game of cards on a gambling night with some pretty shady people. We weren't playing for money, but rare, magical items. Some very illegal." Like his own contribution to the pot. A smuggled piece of another world. "The guy who put it in never said where he got it. Could have stolen it, could have been a family heirloom. I don't know. Though the latter is less probable given the company."

The memory does sting. It reminds him of what kind of person he was then. Before everything went down the drain. He's way more cautious now.