Desiderio watched the scene play out, keeping an eye on the guards in case some came his way. He could see a few other people watching at this point, most were probably watching for their own amusement which seemed to be the norm in this place. The gillman was reminded of his home where battles were fought often, usually with death being the final result. He could remember battles that had gone on for days when neither side was willing to give in. When his thoughts returned to the present, he noticed that a few people were starting to file out of the main area probably expecting to be arrested for encouraging this behavior. Desiderio took this to his advantage and wound his way between a few citizens, over hearing snippets of their conversations as he found his way to a small stream of water, his webbed feet felt the cool water and he immediately longed for a pond to at least wet his gills. His back fin rose slightly as he felt the presence of something or someone nearby, his eyes focused on the crowd around him, taking in anything of interest.