Kieran was doing the usual — tending to the gang’s horses. Brushing them, making sure they were alright and well-fed, all that. Doing exactly that, he walked over to the haybales snd sacks of wheat the gang got occasionally, bending down to hoist a haybale over his shoulder. That was when you and Sean walked past, chatting. Sean must have had an idea, as he pushed you, causing you to fall straight onto Kieran, before quickly walking away snickering.