"We do. We...." She paused for a moment as she thought of a way to describe it. It was easy to lie, but that seemed a bit wrong, given the situation. And she didn't know what Eliot may have already told the girl.
"We make things right. Or at least, more right than they were. And Eliot, He... He does a lot of different things." Like bust heads and break bones. "He's quite handy in a kitchen."