Nisa seemed to be in agreement as she held his arm. Elijah was looking at his notepad to double check his writing. He looked up at Aslan and nodded. A considerate tone in his voice as he spoke, "Yeah, this has been quite a lot of excitement. You both go home and rest. I hope you recover, and I'll talk to you soon. Hopefully it is worse than it looks."

His eyes dropped slowly to the broken bottle but said nothing. The constable would deal with everything once in a while. "We'll get this cleaned up. I mean it though, take it easy. You work quite a lot." He knew that and was concerned for the man's health. Despite not being seriously injured, he was looking rather pale.