"You strike me as a well-intentioned person," Tock replied congenially.  "Not necessarily the most orderly..."  His eyes dipped to her outfit for a moment, and that was probably a hint of disdain under his professionally cheerful tone.  "...but well intentioned nonetheless.  Certainly you have shown willing in regards to the legally correct procedure today.  I appreciate that."<br/><br/>He released her hand.<br/><br/>"I do not ask this lightly, but we guardians of order must find our help where we might in these dark days.  Ruffians are without number and to be found in all manner of places.  But I digress.  If you should happen to meet certain people, you would of course be willing to demonstrate your appreciation for the delicacy of order?  Before anyone were to get hurt, that is."<br/><br/>He gestured to the clockwork constable who had whispered briefly to him.  That officer handed Tock a large glossy, which Tock in turn displayed for Kristen.  It was a fair shot of a certain cute bunny-eared girl kicking a clockwork constable hard enough to send him flying back across an alleyway.<br/><br/>"I am afraid that the Awake suffer a certain measure of guilt by association here.  So many of their fellow afflicted seem determined to cause...<em>trouble</em>."