Charges? [He laughs, wincing just a little at the pressure on his still aching ribs, but not stopping.] There's no law here, man. Remember? No one gives a shit what you do unless you piss off a god, and then it's a week of some stupid prank. Who the hell cares?

[He throws his arms out, staggers a bit, then rights himself again.]

Go home and get drunk alone? Pretty sure that's even lamer than being you.