It would have been far easier if people had left him alone at least until he got home and could just hide away out of sight in their house. Because if they’re out of sight, maybe no one will bother him. Not that he knows what to do about his job now - if he’ll even have a job. because if people will assault him right on the street, he can’t see his employers keeping a problem employee on the books.

He’s hoping this is just some kind of misunderstanding though, that an easy explanation will find it’s way to him. An easy solution. Because while he can say he’s a lot of things, until the voidtracker weirdness came up in whispers he can’t remember ever hearing about them before. He couldn’t voluntarily claim to be one, because to his knowledge he wasn’t one.

“Yeah, I can head there and pick some up.” He doesn’t say out loud where he’s headed, hoping to knock these guys out so he can shake them. Two of them get knocked out at least, leaving him two more to take care of. “I’ll make sure to get some treats too, to make up for it.“