Azelius stops walking as he hears someone question him, then turns towards the speaker. The person is covered in full plate armor and is likely a woman, judging from the sound of the voice. Azelius resists the urge to scoff at her for wearing that much gear in a relatively peaceful town, recent murder aside. Of course, he himself never saw the need for armor in any situation, peacetime or battle, but seeing someone clad in armor plating in a place like this one strikes him as a bit ridiculous. Well, people have their odd preferences and he couldn't care to comment on it right now, so Azelius opts to just answer the question instead.
"Of course I'm not going to help, it's not really my problem. Besides, the other people there got it handled."