"Now look what you did to him," the Sheriff says with no affect whatsoever when it is clear LeBlanc isn't going to batter the fool any further, "Busted his nose all up. That's alright though. Never liked him anyway.  Don't reckon we do have a problem Constantin long as you don't go about pullin' that pistol now." 

Sheriff Higgins looks over to Zeke, who is shaking his head at the loss of his waitress and will now likely have to clean the blood up himself, and shrugs.  As the Frenchman kisses the mute woman's hand for some gul darned reason he smiles; curious to see just how the rather odd rather quiet young thing reacts