As insistent as the Ch-- Colette, and as determined as Lloyd. What a combination. Kratos shook his head, as much at himself as at Pepper; how did he keep running into children who didn't seem to know when to let go?

Luckily they were just entering the marketplace, and it was as crowded as he remembered -- and the kedan were often as tall as him than not. He shouldn't stand out too much, height-wise, and half the kedan had some manner of strange head-appendages, so his hair shouldn't be too noticeable either.

Even still, Kratos pulled the cape around his shoulders and the hood up as he stepped in amongst the people, making sure not to draw enough attention with his bearing that they parted around him. With the hood and his kedan-bought clothes, he should blend in a little better. His pace quickened just a touch -- still a walk, but now fast enough to make it more difficult for Pepper to follow, navigate the crowd, and talk on her handset all at once.