[All humor and bemusement drains out of Shiro in an instant. He's lifted his gaze from Billie to the other man in the street, and can only stare at him. Picked a fight? With one of the Patrons? And...]

You're telling me... [He starts, slowly, his voice far too calm for what he's feeling right now.] This guy. Decided it would be a great idea to fight one of the Pthumerians.

And Vyng had to clean up his mess.

[Though he's speaking to Billie, Shiro does not look away from Jon. Not for a moment.]

Is that about right...?