Ja looked down at the whimpering Khajiit. [i]Really?[/i] Ja thought to himself. "Look, I'm not going to hurt you. If I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't be begging for your life right now. And stand up, you're making a scene." Ja pulled off his coinpurse and threw it to the Khajiit that had stopped going from table to table to watch the 'fight'. "Sorry for the mess. I'll take them outside." Ja, one by one, took each of the bodies outside. The Dunmer and Orsimer were starting to get up, and Ja threw the dead Breton on top of them, causing them to fall and create a cloud of dust. Ja gave a laugh and walked back inside. He walked over to the Khajiit and held out a hand. "Ja'Ranjo is happy to see that you are uninjured. You are by yourself, yes?"