Going back was out. Fighting was… not really an option, as there were way too many of them there and he was not running on a blood high. He was a better fighter now compared to months ago, sure, but numbers would overwhelm anything. He could try talking his way out of it. After all, he hadn't done anything wrong while in the Enclave… Okay, apart from assaulting a woman and taking her blood in the dead of night… and brutally assaulting a couple of changelings, but he was pretty sure nobody would care about that. Breaking and entering, stalking the merchant district with the intent to assault and possibly kill a rogue wizard, association with whatever the hell Jacques was in relation to the law… Okay, there were a few questionable things he'd done since coming here.