I truly loved it when Allan and Guy joined forces as Team Leather. Allan was always my favorite outlaw and, naturally, Guy was my favorite, period.
Allan was funny, a cheeky charmer. And he had a certain pragmatism that I liked. Allan hadn’t had a cushy life, either. He wasn’t a spoiled brat like Robin. He used his wits to survive, even if it wasn’t entirely within the law.
Allan might be a bit dishonest and greedy at times, but at least he wasn’t a sanctimonious you-know-what like you-know-who. Although Guy snarled and snapped at him sometimes, Allan rolled with the punches. I think he was the closest thing to a friend that poor Guy actually had.
Guy discovers Allan’s new threads.
Was Allan enjoying watching Guy change a little too much? A topic I explored in Lost & Found . . .