"That's enough," Emery says sharply from her place on the hood of the car. "The city guard have family too, and they know how dangerous the enemy is. They would never allow them to come inside these walls willingly."

Not my guard, but someone else might. Someone like Xavier if he felt he had reason. A catalyst to turn the tide of public opinion even more in his direction. Bring the police into his neighborhood; tighter curfews and document checks, more arrests, harsher ...