Roman nodded in recognition to what Sonya said ninety degrees to the left... Or was it right? Damn Rin was getting to excited and was throwing off his mindset. He knew it was a bit of a chance throwing her in the middle of a club with so much stimulation around her. Its like sticking a hungry lion in a room filled with meat with her mouth sewn shut. Roman turned 90 degrees right and took a long deep breath, his senses heightened by Rin. Every second was 4 seconds, every minute an hour. His eyes scanned the area but saw nothing, Rin was blurring his vision with her desire. He could smell something was off and the lizard part of his brain was throwing off signals to watch out. Rome kept his composure and smiled at one of his dancing partners. "Tell me my little Shlyukha, do you like to play Marco-Polo?" the question made no sense but it was a signal stating that Rin is starting to lose control so something needs to be done fast.