"Explain." And on it went for an hour. And then another. The marquis utterly exhausted every inquiry he could, routing out any possible negligence on the part of the royal guard, anything at all he could salvage and use to calm his citizens. Unfortunately, he found nought more than what he had to begin with: that the human had turned up, his waterfront had blown up, dozens of ponies had been left injured and dozens more homeless, and the same human had made off with the culprit, who was now little more than a drooling imbecile afraid of his own shadow.