[@Gentlemanvaultboy]
Did that kid just call him middle aged?

I mean, he was grateful for the help and all, even [i]if[/i] he was beginning to suspect he didn't actually need it, but still, that was really mean! He was pretty sure he was only, what, two years older than her? At most?

"Oi brat." He said annoyance clear in his voice as he hopped down from the table and picked up her helmet. "I'm grateful for the help, an' I'm at least [i]hopin'[/i] ya mean well, but wouldja mind clarifyin' whatcha meant when ya called me middle-aged? 'Cause I'm only seventeen."

As he got closer, he chucked her the helmet, and bent over to grab the delinquents. He was pleasantly surprised by how light they were, slinging one over his shoulder and holding the other one under the crook of his arm.

"Also, I'm just guessin', but I'm pretty sure these guys aren't gonna be namin' 'emselves any time soon. Hell, I don' even know if they'll [i]remember[/i] they're names for a little bit, considerin' how easily they ended up goin' down..."

Once he was sure he wouldn't be accidentally dropping them, he gave a casual wave to the onlookers before heading to the door.

"Anyway, thanks again for the help. I'm gonna go find someone who can take care of these idiots, an' maybe even keep 'em from comin' after me again."

And then he paused, before turning back to the... knight? Again, he made sure to avoid eye contact, but he was [i]pretty sure[/i] that was the look she was going for.

"Actually, ya mentioned a 'Chie' or somethin' right?" He asked. "Wouldja be able to help me find her? Because again, it'd be nice if I could talk with her, an' maybe work out a deal to stop 'em from comin' after me. Don' wanna hurt 'em again, after all..."