The constable nodded as he put the money away and pulled the bed back into place and glanced at him over his shoulder. "If you want to thank me, do something with this chance. Live a good life in the city without causing trouble. Otherwise, you don't need to thank me. I believe in you and I want you to be happy. You deserve that." He smiled and when he stood again he patted his shoulder lightly, careful of any hidden injury. "I will feel you've repaid me ten fold if I one day get a letter of you living the life you've wanted."