The indignant expression remained plastered on Sabin's face, still irritated about the entire affair. Why couldn't these damn wastelanders just give him a break and forget about the entire thing? He hadn't peed all day, and with a giant damned mutant squeezing you it's not easy to hold something like that in! He sure as hell wouldn't allow for more people to learn of his blunder, perhaps he could salvage his reputation with the few people that had just arrived. It was pretty obvious that they already thought it was him, but he'd make sure they knew it wasn't! "Like I said, it was the barking mutant that pissed all over! Bet its god damned radiated bladder can't hold any o' that in for more than twen'y minutes!" Sabin yelled a bit louder than he meant to, his eyebrows arching downwards in anger as he flung both his arms in the direction of the creature. He was glad when the woman walked over to him, he could use it as a way to change the subject. "Private Sabin Sharp of the NCR at your service, ma'am!" he would respond rather proudly to her question, his head held high. He'd execute a salute followed by a little bow afterwards, too. If there was anything that could distract him from current events, it was his position among the NCR.
Hearing her question about the mutant, Sabin took it upon himself to answer her. "There sure ain't a lot er' those mutants around here, thanks to the efforts of the NCR! They're all bloodthirsy, murdering beasts devoid of emotion an' ready to rip a man in half with jus' its bare hands. All of 'em are the same, includin' this abomination standin' over yonder." he would say, pointing off to where the mutant had gone. "'e may be hidin' it now, but just you wait, once it gets hungry it won' hesitate to eat one of us, so we gotta be ready." Afterwards, he added under his breath, "...Unless it's that dirt crusted scum eating wastelander with his damned grenades..." Mutants were mutants, Sabin thought, and in the end they'd all be enemies to mankind, no matter how much you tried to justify them.
"Don't know nothin' more than anyone else about this House bloke, all I know that he's some barking mysterious rich fella who apparently lives up 'ere somewhere." afterwards, he added in a whisper, "'eard he's evil, drinks the blood of unsuspecting folks so that 'e doesn' age, lives forever. Best be careful aroun' 'im once he makes his appearance."