Rin looked up and saw the Blue King and his subordinate and just blinked once before looking at her two clansmen. She then proceeded to look down at her hands. "It started off like my normal nightmare. I was strapped to the metal table, a metal device holding my eye open... I watched and felt the pain as my eye was ripped from my socket. Then it went back in time to the first time they sliced my neck then stitched it up." Rin said placing her hand on the rose of her choker that covered the scar. Her small body had become to tremble as she recounted the nightmare, taking a lot of strength to hold the pain within herself. "Then it flashed to something new, past when I got my eye ripped out... I was strapped down but it was by my wrists and I was on a bed. Then a man came up to me and began beating me and calling me bad things... but then he... he stared doing things...." Rin couldn't take it anymore her memories flashed into the minds of her two companions but she didn't allow it past them and it was a sped up process. They saw what she had seen withing 10 seconds. Rin covered her face with her hands and shook slightly. "I'm sorry..." She said repeating the words multiple times. The usually emotionless girl was in turmoil, emotional turmoil.

That's when it happened, a younger member of HOMRA came in and ran over to their table. "King," he said slightly out of breath as he gave a slight bow. "Bombs have gone off near HOMRA and the bar has lost it's power. What should we do?" He asked looking at his king expectantly. Rin used this as her escape, she stood up grabbing her umbrella and ventured outside where she could see the smoke in the distance. Rin was using this as an excuse from getting scolded by her King and Second-In-Command, or whatever they would do. That had been the first time she had pushed her memories onto them. Rin walked towards the smoke with her umbrella up. People pushed past her as they fled the scene and she got to a distance where she could observe better but not be in danger. She was a curious girl at times. Especially when the chaos had allowed her to get away from those she had just mentally harmed, she was scared to be alone but she knew she'd be safe, she could call out and any HOMRA member would help her.