A Bigger Voice

Ken's nose wrinkled a little when Ignita defended the clumsy guy that bumped into her "Ignorance's no excuse ter be a prick, some wolves need lessons worth rememberin'." He quirked a brow teasingly, a grin pulling at the edge of his lips again. It wasn't in his nature to be too serious for too long. He had no intention of going grey like his sisters, or his dad.

He craned his head in the direction of the vendor, with all the bodies milling about it was going to be much of a muchness as far as the jostling risk. Looking back and forth to the height difference between them, he made a counter offer. "How 'bout th' girls carry this one between 'em an' we run th' interference?" At least the girls were a similar height, and if anyone slipped past the wolves, well good luck to them, the cattle dogs weren't shy about using their teeth. Either way, he'd be happy to take her lead.

"I haven' seen Halo in a while," he mentioned with a tip of his head as he took in the many unfamiliar faces around the place. "Th' market's changed a bit recently, I hear you guys 'ave a new leader?" Politics... wasn't really his thing. His mother had said something about a giant blue guy and the old warlord retiring to the Hallows... It was only as he was standing here that he realised maybe the word of his impending nieces and nephews hadn't made it this far. He spoke as they wandered between the stalls, delivering her wares. "M' sister's... boyfriend? I guess? Came from 'ere. They're expectin' pups soon. D'yer reckon I'd be able ter sneak 'em up fer a visit once they've got their legs?" He realised he had been speaking quite a bit at this point, and as they approached their final destination, he was worried he might have imposed himself on the woman.

"speech"