Qui bristles. "We made arrangements to see to your safety, did we not? You can hardly hold your circumstances against us in any case. So what exactly happened in that alley? What did you see?"
The Sheriff raises an eyebrow. "Truly a heroic effort for one unaccustomed to the rigors of combat to hold off a brute like Ward for so long. I might even be impressed if it were true."
You bristle. "That's the way it happened. If I wanted to make myself sound better I'd have left off the part where he beat me."
"Of course." Qui leans forward. "What did you notice about the Feral's demeanor? Obviously he was running for his un-life, but who was he running from? Me or Ward?"