[Espy]

Ciaran's ears pricked up; he'd snooped his way behind a nearby sitting metal monster. His yowl and obviously wide grin (although he'd never outright admit he was grinning at all) could be heard clean across the street.

"Nah, Quintus here appreciates my help~!" He dashed off to hide a smirk, which was, in his mind, very....un-Ciaran-y.

((Yes, Ciaran has a sadistic sense of humor...))