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<br/>​</div>Shiro followed them to their next class at the edge of the Emerald Forest, lightly rubbing his lower back in discomfort and mentally gauging which of his vertebrae were bruised from Karma's sudden display of affection. '<i>No good deed goes unpunished</i>' he reminded himself. He forgot about his aching back as soon as he spotted Team LITE and watched Robin and Lenora exchange verbal jabs. To his ears, their banter sounded a bit like they were rather *ahem* 'familiar' with one another. He quirked a brow at Robin's final remark to Lenora, then sighed and looked to the rest of his team, some of whom seemed impressed with LITE's camaraderie. In truth, Shiro wasn't that convinced it was indicative of their proficiency in combat. To Shiro, mutual respect born out of social interaction was a luxury that had only minimal impact on a team's proficiency in the field. It wasn't until they were saving your life, or you were saving theirs, that genuine appreciation for one's team mates could be gained, and even then, it was a byproduct of success, not a prerequisite. LITE made it through their orientation same as ARKIS, but something about the way LITE talked to one another suggested to Shiro that it wasn't a bond of those who had been through a trail... something about the whole scene just felt so...<i>highschool</i>.<br/><br/>He rolled his eyes at the bunch and looked to his own team as they issued reassurances to each other. "It's not that complicated. Just don't get separated unless otherwise instructed." He told them, adjusting his glasses as he spoke, then looking to Nekro, "That applies to you too." Something in his glare made it clear he was serious on the matter. Shiro respected Nekro quite a bit, but if the wolf had a penchant for wandering off on his own, then K might have the whole team shift their focus to trying to find and save his ass. The inconvenience was one thing, but the prospect of others becoming injured due to Nekro's habits was something that would piss Shiro off in a dark way. Skipping class was something Shiro could understand, even support, but not<i>here </i>and not<i>now</i>.<br/><br/>He pulled<i>Second Chance</i>from his pocket and clicked it open to check the time, same as he had only a few minutes ago. Just how long were they expected to stand around in the woods waiting for their instructor? He frowned slightly and snapped the pocket watch closed, slipping it back into his jacket and glancing around the area. This was all beginning to feel more and more like a waste of time. He slung his book bag around and pulled a small notebook from it, pulling the band from around it and prying open the overstuffed pages. He flipped through a few dozen and finally stopped on a diagram of a glyph he had been working on, one which violated the common doctrine of composition by not being a full circle, but rather a<i>spiral </i>which only appeared as a circle when viewed directly from the front. It was his latest idea into how to cheat the system. What goes around can't come around if the circuit is only an illusion. The question was how much runoff could be expected if it actually worked. There was no point in breaking the rules if you were immediately punished for it. Others had to have tried the same idea, and since no one seemed to write about them or their findings, it was safe to assume that the consequences were severe enough to never warrant further experimentation. A rather brilliant safeguard in Shiro's eyes, but nothing was insurmountable. He pondered this while the others waited, his focus on grander schemes.