Noah snorted again and started openly picking his nose.

Anthony grimaced. "Go do that somewhere else."

"I can't," he said, very pleased that he was grossing the man out. And then... he ate it.

It was disgusting, but he couldn't stop staring. He felt a little bit sick. "You're disgusting."

"Hey... I'm from the gutter," he said and he put his finger in his nose again.

"So am I, but you don't see me doing that shit." Anthony kept staring at Noah, a vaguely disgusted look on his face. "If you keep doing that, I'll puke on you." That should get him to stop.

Elijah came in with a jar similar to Wesley's and held the soup out to Noah. "Please be more careful this time." He tried to give the man an encouraging smile but also was certain he'd say something rude.

"Oh..' Wesley piped up. "Your little friend you were arguing with?" Wesley said to Elijah and gestured towards Anthony. "He's admitted to sexual deviancy so he's staying there for now until I get a court date."

Elijah turned his head and almost dropped the jar.

"Thanks," said Noah and he got up and walked over, but stopped when Wesley spoke, rather alarmed. "It wasn't real! 'e was clearly tryin' to gross me out!" the boy said.

Anthony's mood was soured by the fact that Elijah returned, but that was nothing compared to what happened next. He blinked rapidly for a few moments and stared at Wesley in silence. "What?" He knew he heard that correctly, but he was praying that somehow he didn't and that everything was actually fine. "I was— I was just joking, sir." Of course he knew that this was horrible ('horrible' was an understatement, actually, but he had no words to properly describe how terrifying this was), but he hadn't yet comprehended just how much. He was still somewhat in shock.

"How can I be so sure that it is all a joke? Perhaps you shouldn't admit to a crime in front a constable.." Wesley said with a chuckle. " I said I'd clean up this city and I'll do it no matter how small the crime is.."

Elijah pushed the jar into Noah's hands so he could turn to Wesley. "Wait! Y-you can't! Please, I know you want to clean up this town but.. I really don't believe in punishing crimes that don't hurt anyone. And if even Noah is saying he was joking, then we must believe it. He has no reason to lie. And you can't keep him there on his word, you didn't actually catch him in the act or anything."

Wesley frowned more and looked at the two. "They could both be."