"Hmm. It's not too much to ask, but wouldn't that be more of an errant fighter mentality?" He picked up a fry and tried to balance it on the tip of his finger.

"If you make the violence move elsewhere, should you not follow to help the innocents there?" The fry did not balance like Peregrine wanted it. It hit the table and rolled to the floor. He leaned over and frowned at the fry. He scooped it up and put it on the edge of the table. "Or once it is out of your sight, it is not your problem?"