I did see the other guy. *eloquently, his tone stating so much more than the words themselves* Ho-lee crap. I think you tattooed your knuckle-prints to his brain.
do you know if I... if he's...?
*looks at you questioningly* *takes a guess* You're not in trouble, if that's what you're asking. The police could pretty much corroborate everybody's statements as far as what happened.