There are innocent people among the workers of the rig. People who had nothing to do with the operations that now brings the wrath of the New Hires onto them. It's those people who Shelley focuses on, for the most part. After all, she knows really well how little the interns and the bureaucrats tend to be involved.

"Psst! Hey!"

It's not the first time Shelley sees someone gasp or get startled when she arrives. Every time she hurriedly has to gesture she's not there to cause harm! She just is really concerned with all these normal employees' safety.

"Come along! This is a warzone! Let's go to a safer place!"

Now if only she knew where a safer place was -- but probably not right there in the open. There goes Shelley, trying to take a couple of the normal rank-and-file through an empty hall. When someone appears around the corner she stops, pretty much about to grab onto the pair following her to hide them in her usual bubble. It's only when she realizes she recognizes who appeared that she relaxes just a little bit.

"These two need shelter, stat! Probably not a supply closet? Also, if you have a spare weapon I'd be so grateful, the ol' fisticuffs are outmatched here!"

Leaving aside that Shelley's 'fisticuffs', so to say, aren't all that great!