Gyrfalcon's Keep Clé go mo feistí féin (Left to my own devices)

Kieran looked at the femme and for a moment he felt bad for her, men were often cowards at heart. When the balls got put to the grind, most of them folded, not all of them but most. And those that seemed really nice were usually the selfish ones inside, but he didn’t say that instead he just looked at her for a moment and spoke softly. " Oi 'ope yer are roi me lassy, oi 'ope yer are roi."

Kieran listened and shook his head gods curse him for ten kinds the fool, but he was about to offer something he couldn’t take back. " Listen me lassy, oi can’t stay 'ere, but i’m willin' ter brin' yer grub every nigh an' again if yer want ter 'ide oyt for awhile, even if yer want ter cum ter wha scon are currently leavin' i’ll brin' yer grub, but yer jist let me nu girly. naw doll shud be on 'er own wi' laddies."