Quintos' words seemed to draw some attention by now, a few people looking their way somewhat suspiciously. More than a couple folks went around a bit wider hearing the word 'heresy' seeming to give a couple of them a far swifter step in their passing too. Still, having created a bit of an empty space around them with his choice of words he had also drawn attention from some, and it didn't take long for one of the arbites to step towards them.<br/><br/>Woman with a long scar along her cheek stepped forth wearing a flak jacket, carrying a good-quality autogun in her arms as she paused to look at their group. "Seems you are creating a scene here." Her voice was rough, but her expression's harshness fit it quite well. "I hope you aren't looking to cause trouble. It would be very unhealthy for you. If you got business here, be about it then." Her eyes watched them warily, when there was a few gunshots further off, and her attention turned towards a running man.<br/><br/>"Damnit." She cussed, moving back somewhat and raising a comm to her lips, starting to speak apparently in an adeptus cipher, the code words unintelligible. Not a rank-and-file person certainly.