Anthony had been thinking that maybe he could get out of this and go home if he just offered to buy the replacements for everything he'd knocked out of Zacharias' hand, because, obviously, other than being able to replace the time wasted - which wasn't possible at all - that had to be the next best thing, right?
He opened his mouth, fully intending on making that offer and already reaching to hand over money that possibly would have been more than was actually needed, but then Zacharias had grabbed him and was dragging him a few feet forward and Anthony sincerely hoped that he wasn't about to be physically attacked as he didn't much think he could handle adding that as another part of this day.
Before he could make anything that might've been a plea to work things out civilly, he was being directed to look at... Anthony wasn't exactly sure what he was being directed to look at but looking at it reminded him that he just wanted to give Zacharias some money and go home and put the rubbish day behind him. "No, but - it just..." he frowned a bit. "It feels weird... like I'm being told not to."