"Ah, that was yours?" Roy asked while Eric was cheering the fact that they had company to relieve the boredom.
"I'm guessing from the fact that you're being allowed to walk around on your own that the only injuries in the crash were yours," he continued. The hard-nosed guard captain of Bridle Shores would never stand for anypony responsible for significant injuries or property damage to simply stroll around unsupervised until a full investigation was completed.
Roy proceeded to give the stranger directions to a mechanical workshop on the outskirts of the town proper, but still inside the defensive wall, near where the farms began. "I hope you know your technical jargon. The pony there is very good, but tends to ramble a lot in mechanist's slang. Let 'em know that you've got a wreck in the middle of town too and they'll help you haul it out."
((Hope that's generic enough if anyone wants to make a mechanic character.))