[Gallagher]

It was unfortunate enough that a spectacle like this, as much as he'd been looking forward to it, demanded such crowds. Kier had never been good with them. Especially the kinds of crowds filled with people stronger and larger than he was. With violent careers. And excited for fighting.

Guiding that stubborn old horse to boot.

It left Kier looking like a twitchy, eager little rat in the bakery. He hardly took three steps without checking his side. When Amélie came to a stop, he nearly tumbled right into her. Rocking back on his heels, he blinked at her as she spoke and frowned at her last comment. "Nae. Humiliation goes down better with company that's seen their own share."