<strong>Ronin - Trying to decide whether to run or hide under the chair</strong><br/><br/>Everyone else seemed generally didn't seem bothered by what was going on, seeing it as another day at the office.  Ronin on the other hand felt every kick that Aline landed on the guy as if he was there in his place.  His sides hurt just remembering the dark days of his past.  Several cracked ribs due to the repeated impact of steel toe boots would do that.  Thankfully it didn't last and Ronin's eyes had remained in his head, but a cold sweat had gathered on his 'black' skin, having missed most of the conversation in his cold terror, unfounded as it was.  When the scene seemed to have settled down, Ronin sighed and looked to the floor, unable to meet anyone's face until he had a semblance of his mask back in place, the one that everyone saw him with...the one that didn't have the scars of child abuse written all over his face.