Now that things finally had a chance to return to some margin of order and the adrenaline finally ebbed away, Daichi was finally able to take a closer look at the girls he was with. He recognized their faces, but it took him a moment to remember their names. “Oh!” The realization had dawned on him that in the turmoil he had not introduced himself, but it seemed Aika had recognized him from somewhere and knew his name. “Hai.” He said in acknowledgement that she had gotten his name correct; it was a little surprising because he’d always figured he never quite stood out enough among the rest of his classmates to be known on sight. It was something that brought a warm smile on his lips. At least until the school nurse’s voice came over the PA to remind him of the situation they were in and that he didn’t have time to be fawning over pretty girls.<br/><br/>Glad to see he was not the only one armed, he kept close to Aika while the two kept watch out for Aori as she scavenged for supplies. Though he didn’t say it aloud, Daichi wondered just how many students were left to be able to make it to them and of those how many would actually make it. A large group of armed students might be nice to press their way out, but more than likely it would only introduce more problems if it became too large and cumbersome. Not to mention what happens if there is a dispute over leadership and what courses of action to take. Either way, the die had been cast and it was just a matter of seeing how many showed up and hopefully they didn’t lure too many zombies in with them. “Hey Aori-chan, see if you can find me some more arrows.” He asked from over his shoulder, knowing that without them his offensive use to the group might be short lived. “Aluminum or carbon fibre shafts are preferred, but I’m in no position to be picky.”