[Gallagher]

"Nae, cannae run off fast enough, eh. Why should I mind it. Never mind a thing." Kier grumbled to himself most of the way back to the palace, the pesky shield in tow and his hat yanked down so far it blocked half of his vision. Hopefully Amélie hadn't just left Sombre somewhere while she went off to... do whatever it was she planned on doing. Hopefully have her injuries tended to. Probably to pray.

As he let out a sigh, he heard someone call out to him. Well, probably him. He was always the odd duck. Straightening up, Kier shoved the front of his hat up and looked around, only to catch sight of the scarred man from before. "Funny way of greeting someone."