She nodded. "Well, at least the bugger won't die. He's a shite fighter, though - just look at him!"
She pulled her hands away, glad to be rid of the thing. "I didn't see anything but this one, but I was just passing by. Never saw him before tonight."
Her eyes glanced between the counter, the boy, and the door, wondering how long until she could escape without suspicion of any sort. "I swear I didn't see anything. Do you need anything else? Or can you take him from here?"