Damn. He decides not to mention who they were then. There's still a body there. He doesn't even know who to contact about getting rid of it.

He stays in that half hunched position while he tries to gather himself, giving up on reaching for the bow when she pulls it out of his reach. She's not killed him yet. She might be with the militia.

He'll just nod at her then. But he could name a good several Nietzschean women that would assassinate like winners in stilettos. Finally, he just asks, "What are you going to do?"