Palomo weighs his options to the whole situation. There was really no choice in the matter was there. They had to get those shoes, or innocent people will be hurt. Even if someone wasn't a hundred percent innocent that's still a harsh punishment for the worthless crime of not fitting a shoe.

"You're right!" Palomo thrusts his fists up and down near his chest. "Okay, I'm good bait. Just watch and see." It's no lie he looks so small and weak out of his armor that he'd be easy picking for anyone.

And with that. Palomo starts forcing his way to the front of them all. Making his way fast, his nerves so easy on his shoulders and yet with his will hardened he moves forward.