Kieran isn't a shy little kid anymore. He lost that charm after seeing the reality of things. After the beginning of Operation Wolfhound, he was never the same. His skin and soul is now forever infused and stained with the ashes and smoke of war. Nothing will ever restore his former self past this point. His one dream to visit the Pokemon Ogerpon still remains, but it's slim. He has blood on his hands, that only god can forgive. May mercy be upon him.