Richard Maxwell
Richard quickly took hold of the boy's face and inspected it even closer, forcing his eyelids open and gaping his mouth in order to observe the child's body. He seemed to be in better shape indeed, which was good. After all, no good citizen would let a hurt child alone. And Richard, being the model citizen he is, wouldn't do so.
"Yay! It seems you are good to go." said Richard with a creepily cheerful tone, backing off and giving the boy a friendly tap to the shoulder. But before he could do anything else, he noticed that buffoon was fighting the boy's guardian, or ladyfriend. Well, she looked quite odd herself, but Richard wouldn't have this shit on his friendly neighborhood.
Still smiling, he winced once and the air turned extremely cold. Before anyone could react, the surrounding snow turned to water and splashed the staff-man and blast woman, only to turn back into encasing ice.
"Good grief, would you kindly quit that? I have better things to do than to spank misbehaving children."
Hopefully they would heed his sagacious advice.