Kate waited for Trent, amused at the gnome's outburst. She was afraid they had been discovered when a nicely dressed gentleman came their way but one look at the eyes and Kate knew it was Trent. So he had managed to escape after all, and apparently made some arrangements of his own. Kate was less than pleased when she saw the shoes he wanted her to wear.

"What am I supposed to use for a weapon if the ruse doesn't work in front of a guard?" Kate asked, ignoring for a moment that the gnome had spoken at all. "I would much rather keep my hammer and shield within easy reach. I know I can't keep the plate armor, it's got the royal guard's emblem on it for Isa's sake! But this is why we prepared the way we did! I've retrieved the packs we kept hidden for such an occasion. You really think it better to pretend to be newlyweds then just faceless travelers?"

 "What is this? Some lovers' escape? Planning to run and elope somewhere?" The gnome loudly demanded. "To be honest kid, I think she looks better in the armour."

Kate quietly agreed.

He raised a hand, "Look, I don't care what you two are doing but your lady friend took me by force from the dungeons so there's no way I'm letting either of you abandon me in the middle of nowhere. Just give me something to help me survive until I'm out of Lempea and I'll be on my way."

"Not a chance, gnome," Kate turned to face the much shorter fellow. "I have no idea what you were doing in those dungeons other than the King though you had a connection to the Rebellion. If you do, I want to know what it is. If you don't, I can't risk letting you be found by the guards and questioned as to our whereabouts. No, I think it best if we take the gnome with us. What do you think, Trent?"