Berserker just passively watches her. The fact she gets close to him despite his off-putting nature and general unwelcoming aura is a sign to him that she's either brave or stupid. He doesn't try to cover himself up in the slightest, her comfort none of his concern -- she's the one that decided this was a good idea, after all. Let her struggle and learn her lesson.

It's new. The armor I normally wear is made from a sea dragon's skeleton, maybe this is some sort of joke.

[ One he didn't find particularly funny. The transformation was painful, but pain was something he's accustomed to. It's more that he's weaker than he was before and that the strength he gave up everything for was taken from him.

Not that he'd ever admit this to anyone, let alone this young women invading his space. ]

Who are you, anyway?