"A pity about the bartender, but it's commendable that so few casualties occurred. If that fire had managed to spread beyond the bar into a few of these inns, the body count could have been stacked to the Skyway." The detective puts a few final taps on his spellshard, and shakes Ozzar's hand before addressing Maladiel. "Of course, it's been a long night for you all. Go home, get some rest. And don't worry too much about reporting in tomorrow Officer, I'll put the word in for you to get some well earned leave."
As the detective leaves, Eranna brings in a pitcher of fresh tal and enough cups for everyone. "One for the road? This batch should be just enough to keep you from sleepwalking off the bridges on the way home." As the gnome pours out the cups, she makes an aside to Maladal . "We can see to it that Nissa gets back home safely, unless you would rather do it yourself?"