The Shepherd doing most of the talking narrows his eyes as someone is dragged from the crowd, but upon seeing that it's by the Watch, takes little more notice of it.
Satisfied that he has the attention of the onlookers, he turns to walk back to the accused, dragging his head up by the hair to face the crowd.

"Have you any final words?" the Shepherd asks.
"I--" gasps the prisoner, "I loved her. Please--"

The Shepherd shakes his head, and motions to the other, who withdraws a wicked-looking blade from a sheath on his belt and draws it across the prisoner's throat without preamble.