He normally thought of himself as a (relatively) rational and calm person, but Gray had already been very much tempted to give several of the more outraged protesters a piece of his mind with his fists. The fact was that they were only ordinary citizens though, and technically, they weren't doing anything wrong yet, even if he'd had to warn the protesters many times from getting too near any of the guest-businesses or guest-dominated buildings.

Suddenly, a crash. "Hey!" Gray snapped, striding towards one particular crowd that had been getting on his last nerve. A large crack was present across the glass door of one of the stores, apparently as a result of a heavy looking rock lying nearby. "I told you to knock it off already! That's the sort of stuff that'll get your asses thrown in jail!"