<strong>"No!  Don't touch it!  Let it go!"</strong><br/><br/>Jin lurched up and grabbed for the sword with both hands.  She wasn't angry, but there was something urgent in her expression that stressed the seriousness of the matter.<br/><br/><strong>"That's my ancestral honor sword!  It's been in my family for generations and is passed down from father to son!  The spirits of my ancestors watch over that blade!  Don't do anything to dishonor it!"</strong><br/><br/>She was flushed and heaving breathlessly in her sudden exclamation.  The mood was changed, and she felt a bit remorseful for letting herself get this far out of her balance and center.  Trying to pick up some of her clothing, she started to get dressed.<br/><strong><br/>"Cassia, what are you doing over there...  didn't you want to get goin- OH!  What is that you have there?"</strong>