Turk listens to responses and nods when appropriate.

"I will make the necessary communications to call for the aid we need most."

Turk looks to Aliani next.

"Aliani was it? The Cerulean Society is not an assassins guild, a Bounty Hunter Guild, or even a mercenary guild like the Hellknights of the Nail. They are much more refined and precise. Subtlety and restraint are required for the profession. While I can appreciate your grandiose dramatization and oversimplifications in a heated moment, I simply wanted to make it clear. Should the Cerulean Society wish to stand at the front lines, we would not need to make our presence known.

He exhales with a sigh of resignation.

"Enough posturing. We are both here to aid the city. You said you could have the names of people who might be leading the riot tonight? If you could supply me with that list. I am sure we could arrange for them to stay home for the evening."

He looks back to the painter girl then to the feild Marshall.

"that will be the end question. Do you wish to fake her death, free her from the charges.... or something outlandish?"