"Guts..." Saturday is not turning that frown upside down anytime soon. "It just kinda seems like a liability to me."

She's having practical, reasonable concerns, that are assuredly not motivated by a repulsion bordering on horror (she'd never admit to fear, even in the secret corners of her soul) for the cursed armor.

But she's not a magic expert, is she? The witch probably was...

"An' the witch who gave it to you, she said it was safe enough?"