Someone eventually has to go and get him. They're none too quick about it, or maybe it's Church who's none to quick about jumping at some random dude's say-so, but...if they're not Inquisition, then someone knowing his name makes him wary.

The short boat ride over is short and boaty, and Church, sword hanging by his side because motherfucking forces gotta force, bitch, catches sight of the stupidest looking man he has ever seen.

"Lemmie guess--" he starts with a finger point to the outfit, tone as flippant as anything, "lightish-red?"