[He startles at the question, vaguely guilty to have stopped thinking about them once reading up on injuries took priority.]

They walked away... I haven't seen them come back. [Maybe mostly because he hasn't looked.

Fortunately, it's a small enough house and his legs are still long - it takes only a couple paces for him to peer out a window. The view is not entirely encouraging.]

Nnnnnot that I see. But. There's a few broken windows, down the street.