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<br/>​</div>Shiro pocketed his notebook as soon as Professor Roan appeared, pulling his scroll as soon as the basic information was relayed to the teams on this 'Trikelton'. He looked over the image and took note of the armor placement while listening to Roan explain what little they knew so far, as well as the terms of the assignment. He rolled his eyes slightly at the notion of them acting only as observers. As if<i>that </i>would ever go according to plan. He watched as his team performed the complex task of being organized, but also hopelessly dysfunctional. Robin and Nekro seemed to be taking the majority of the heat from K (He felt like that 'cooperate or die' ultimatum was awfully... mob like?), Robin looking none-too-happy about that sort of treatment, and Nekro... well Shiro wasn't entirely sure if he was distracted by girls or something else. He mentally put those questions aside and adjusted his glasses as he watched K make a quick diagram in the dirt, going over their safest approach vectors. Shiro nodded in agreement at the assertion that their easiest approach on the beast would be from the side, then quirked a brow at her volunteering possible observations to take note of in terms of how it interacted with the surrounding ecosystem, which was a point Shiro himself was going to make.<br/><br/>When she asked for input or suggestions from the team, Shiro cleared his throat gently and stepped slightly closer to nod at the drawing of the beast, "I think one of our primary goals should be to ascertain the effective range of the grimm's toxic cloud, if for no other reason than to determine minimum safe distance or at what point the cloud's effects might manifest. To your earlier point, taking stock of local flora and fauna would be the most ideal way of measuring the aura's radius." He took a moment to look around at the rest of the team, "That being said, I would advise you all to take no chances. By what was described by the professor, this cloud may not be visually apparent until it's too late. If you notice shortness of breath, burning eyes, or irritated skin, convulsions or loss of certain motor functions, you need to get away. As a rule, it's either going to be chemically eating away at the membranes in your eyes and the lining in your throat,<i>best case scenario</i>, or it's a nerve agent and it's going to inhibit the enzymes which are responsible for breaking down acetylcholine, which will result in paralysis, asphyxiation and/or cardiac arrest. It's safer to assume the cloud works similar to dichlorodiethyl sulfide until proven otherwise, and I'm only saying that because even Grimm have some kind of physiology and unless its nervous system is alien to most other life, a nerve agent would only end up killing it too." He sighed as he continued, "It may also be colorless, so don't think that just because you're not standing in the smoke means you're fine. This might also mean that one of the safer places to be, if you can't outrun the beast or the gas, is up in the trees, as the chemical composition of the miasma is likely heavier than air and won't rise that much further than the height of the grimm itself. This is only a guess of course, but if the cloud were lighter than the air around it, it would rise like helium and be less effective as a defense mechanism. We also can't rule out the possibility that the cloud is somehow triggered or can be expanded at will by the creature, so be careful and always be prepared to get out quickly. If the cloud blinds you, don't panic, and for fuck's sake don't call out for help! You'll be using up the breath you were holding, and letting the gas into your mouth,<i>and </i>likely alerting the grimm to your position to top it all off. Instead, just stay calm and mentally retrace your steps. Back out the way you came in." He nodded to Karma and Nekro, "That goes double to you two, since you're both predisposed to close combat.<b><u>Be careful</u>.</b>" Shiro packed as much emphasis into those last words as possible. Then, feeling somewhat on the spot, straightened his jacket slightly and shrugged at K, "That's just my suggestion as your medic, of course." On some level, Shiro knew he was being overly cautious, but he preferred to assume that every aspect of this outing could, and would go right to hell in record time.<br/><br/>He blinked as Robin made his suggestion for dividing up the team, along with listing his own proficiencies in close combat. Shiro suspected this might have something to do with Robin's aversion to Nekro, but so soon after K's stern words, he wasn't entirely sure. He thought on this and cocked his head at the suggestion, "It's... not<i>entirely </i>without merit." He looked to K, "Grimm are drawn to negative emotions. If certain members of our team stay in proximity to one another, it may actually make this mission more dangerous for the group as a whole." He almost winced at the fact that he'd even said it. They had to grow past this limitation soon, or all subsequent missions would suffer the same problem. Shiro looked back to Robin again, "However, even if divided into teams of two and three, and keeping in touch via scroll, there's another risk to consider. Unlike our adept Miss. Indigo, I can't divide myself in two. If we split the teams, it'll mean one side is without medical assistance in the event someone falls to the toxin." He nodded to K once more and there was the faintest of smirks, "At times like this, I'm actually thankful it's not my decision to make."