Paniz<br/><br/>Pan was very ready to tell him no that she didn't scare her; the thought of her having been hurt or worse out there scared her; that she might have tried to pull away from the line and was now being punished in brutal fashion scared her. But then when she started laughing a shiver went down her spine and Pan quickly nodded her head. "Yes Dominus! She terrifies me." She said in a weak sort of a tone, making sure to  look up at him when she said it. Before quickly averting her eyes. She wondered what sort of trouble a girl like that would bring the other female slaves. And she secretly hoped and wished that she would be thrown back out. Pan didn't want to have to deal with gladiators sneaking into their quarters to teach her a lesson.<br/><br/>Unmoving from her spot she trembled a little, the jug shaking as she held it against her frame. She looked up at her young mistress, mentally begging her at this point to leave and take her with her. She would have much rather been starting the preparations for lunch of something else entirely. Maybe even going out to the fields to help in the vineyard. Anything to get away from this situation, of having to watch the new slaves paraded in. Of them being broken in and assigned a position. It always reminded her of the first day that she'd been taken away as a child. And she hated that memory.<br/><br/>She closed her eyes and continued to try and calm herself down. Feeling a blush cross over her face. Because she KNEW she shouldn't be acting this way or getting this worked up over something. She felt slightly slightly shameful as a result.