She was... saying something, ser. I don't remember what. And she gave me a shove.

[He still looks like a dog caught tearing up his master's shoes; there really isn't any justification for the violence he inflicted on the elf, regardless of what she did first. He was in full plate and she was not, and he is certainly much larger than she.]

And after that, ser, I... [He thinks, his eyes going vacant for a moment, and he shakes his head.] ...please forgive me, ser, I recall nothing between that and when Warden Theirin intervened.