Almost. Met one of the stragglers. Had to wrestle 'im down to get the helmet off.

[The best lies are based in truth. It wasn't one straggler; Eliot had been cornered by six civilians wearing those helmets. Luckily, none of them were trained fighters. He managed to subdue them quickly and without unnecessary injury on either side.

He didn't like fighting them, they weren't in control of themselves, but he hadn't had a choice.]

You hear what it was all about? I wasn't around for the opener.