"You're one to talk." Charles said, pretty annoyed. Right. He was done here. The constable was probably either distracted by something or dead - Charles heard that he was very disliked by a lot of the poorer folk. Either way, he wasn't going to waste any more time here. "You're free to go for now, but know that I will report the incident with a description of you," he said, without looking back, and he began to walk away.