And just like that, the world went stupid again.

An asari who had been hiding somewhere made her presence known with a torrent of mockery geared towards the local population. The forced friendly disposition, the indecipherable slang, and the bombastic presentation were enough to lend an air of surrealism to the already tense situation. Other than being loud and obnoxious, at least she wasn't adding to the tension in the-

"-GET GETH DOWN GET DOWN!!!" 

[I]Fuck.[/I]

The asari pushed through to get towards the geth, which introduced itself as Phalanx and thus was asserting itself as more than an uncomfortable part of the decorum, and before long, a gun was in her hand and opening fire on the synthetic. The krogan clenched his teeth and sprang into action, not out of love for preserving the geth's integrity, but to avoid drawing in every police office in a two block radius.

Rykarn charged, bowling into the asari in a hugging charge and forcing her to the platform, grabbing hold of her weapon carrying wrist. "Enough! Were you in a coma the past year?" He snarled, inches from her face. A hand shot out, pointing towards the geth. "That is not an enemy. It was invited here, just like the rest of us. Keep your weapon to yourself, because the next time that happens, I'm not going to be gentle." he said, pushing himself away from the asari, his sidearm now in hand. "If this place isn't swarming with police in the next ten minutes, consider yourself lucky. Did you forget we're in downtown London?" 

Interestingly, Rykarn noticed that Ellis had put himself in the way of the asari's gunfire to protect Phalanx. It was unexpected; ex-Cerberus but putting his life in danger to save a geth, of all things. Maybe he actually had genuine intention to reform. "You hurt?" he asked the human.