A well-placed kick to the solar plexus should take care of any name-calling for the moment. Adrian shakes his head at the offer, although he does appreciate it. Having the Militia take an official report would be useful in getting word of Ozymandias out into the city, but he'd rather see Aimery get home and take care of his injuries. The thugs will probably paint a more a exaggerated picture anyway.

"You go on, I'll make an anonymous tip." Hopefully that will be enough to reassure Aimery that he isn't about to be followed home. (Technically.)