Kitten as well, said nothing, but remained calm.  However, he was ready, at any moment, to start firing.  It seemed<span style="font-style: italic">most</span>of the humans here had no firearms- Lanner had probably had given the men that stayed closer to him most of them, to help protect himself- and those weapons, Kitten had either taken the ammo or the weapon itself.  Kitten was far from worried about that meat cleaver... but he didn't doubt there were a few firearms in the room other than those he carried.<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Marice and Jenten did as they were told- the reckless Marice grinning all the way, revolver in hand.  Jenten, now weilding the punching daggers, decided to stay closer to the First Sergeant, though he did spread out a little- let the leadership be his eyes, since his range of sight was only a dozen feet at best.