Ren nodded before moving to a chair he found off in another corner and sat, staring off at nothing. His face stung and he pressed the backs of his fingers against his cheek. He did something stupid again. Even though he said he didn't mind people seeing him with such a mark, or getting slapped in the first place, it was rather inconvenient. He didn't know how much it showed now. Ren hung his head, shoulders dropping toward the floor. And without a doubt, he'd do it all over again.