Daisuke rubbed his neck, grinning with a fierce look in his eye at Yammy.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#804000">"Heh, nice grip.  What'dya say we take this discussion out back and let the grown-ups talk?"</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000">"Daisuke,"</span>Jin muttered sternly,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000">"silence."</span>Turning his attention back to Aizen, Jin stood up and crossed his arms.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000">"So you've been...testing...us?  While I'm certain that the idea has not only crossed your mind, but also been discarded, but what should occur if we decide we don't want to prove useful to you?  I would actually rather you return my subordinate and send us on our way.  Perhaps then I won't do something stupid and render myself completely useless to you."</span>As if to emphasize his last point, Jin's hand came down to a rest upon the hilt.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000"><i>This is a complete mess,</i></span>Jin thought to himself,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000"><i>but I cannot allow my uncertainty to show now.  I have to find a way out of this situation with everyone intact.  Dammit, I could really use some deus ex machina now.</i></span>