[The scent of her own work doesn't bother her. In fact the real tobacco reminded Rin a bit of her father, who happened to be a Wine and Cigar man.]

While the cigars are what she commissioned, the case I threw in using my own discretion. Think of it like a bullet proof vest that repairs itself every twenty-four hours. If you keep it in your pocket it should protect most of your torso. I didn't know your familiarity with magic, so I fashioned it to draw power from ambient energy in the environment.

[And if he knows someone who can channel mana or feed it with energy himself to shorten the refresh rate that's up to him.]