Heloise spotted some bruised knuckles. Anyone, she thought, would probably think that she had punched Hector, but this wasn't the case. It seemed that Hector could no more go to a classy place then anywhere without getting into trouble. She had had to step in and stop things before they got too far. 

She hadn't punched anyone in a good long time. It wasn't her favorite way of fighting. You could always hurt yourself when hitting someone else. She sighed softly, and shifted. 

Heloise became thoughtful when asked for their opinions. She sighed heavily, and after Hectors speech for the more rash plan, she said softly "I agree with Hector. A less messy assault will result in a concentrated look for any of us, whereas a riot will just result in, most likely, a result of the riot itself and nothing more. It will also be harder for the more conservative attack to actually be able to pull it off." 

She gave a shrug after she finished speaking, and looked down. She hated drawing attention to herself, but sometimes it was needed. Still, it always made her feel awkward and out of place. And most of all, like she was being judged.