"If that is what they wish, as the injured parties, then I am fine with that." He says simply, "Though, may I ask, was that your intention all along...? To sweep this under the rug, as it were, due to their wishes?"

He's growing more and more confused, and he's not bothering to hide it.

"There is no physical evidence of injury anymore, the blood on the bar can be written off as anything, I suppose..." His train of thought trails off, and he simply shrugs.