[Sal continues to stand her ground, regardless of the people panicking around them. After all, she's not the cause of the chaos these days; not that she won't try to end it. She shrugs her shoulders.]

There's always some dramatic fucker looking to make a scene. Spend enough time in any city, and sooner or later people will disappoint you.

[She stands in front of this stranger, seemingly to shield him. Now that she's a little closer, however, it's more obvious that the comfy red scarf she's wearing is covered in delicate runes. Some kind of magical enchantment, for those with a good eye for those kinds of things.]

You want to head over there or what? Guess we could wait for the law enforcement to show up, if they get around to it.

[Someone peels around the corner, a man in an ugly red suit with a strange gun. Sal seems ready to do something at him—]