He quietly watched as the nurse took Aori away, and shook his head. It's hard to tell what he was feeling; did he do it out of disgust of the weakness? Or perhaps he did it because he was so worried about the group and their vulnerabilities.  Or maybe it had nothing to do at all with that; maybe his mind was elsewhere, worried over his guardian.  He doesn't feel like sharing his thoughts with the world right now, though.<br/><br/>He turned his attention to the guns that Rika had, and just spent some time studying them without touching. "I don't suppose you have a sub machine gun? Something with a forward hand grip?" He asked, with a bit of hope coloring his voice for once in his life.<br/><br/>Thinking about it, he pretty much saw an SMG as the best weapon for a zombie apocalypse, even if everybody made a big deal about the shotgun.  Shotguns always struck him as loud, and suffering from low ammo capacity and a piss poor range; an SMG usually had 30 round magazines, decent range, and if it was kept to single shots only, could be very accurate. Especially if it had a forward hand grip like he was asking about, as that would make it easier to use both hands.<br/><br/>At this point, some people might be thinking that maybe he was a gun Otaku, since he seemed to be making such a big deal about the guns, but really, this was just an aspect of what he truly was an Otaku about: survival-horror. And he knew that always meleeing posed a significant risk to himself.<br/><br/>Also, since he had been instructed to bring the guns out to the kitchen, he would make sure that Aori had counter space to do her work at. And he would half-watch her, as he was also paying attention to Rika. "How're you doing, Aori-san?"<br/><br/>He was worried about her. Of the students, she was the strongest in this group that he had seen, and even she had had a break down on the ride here. Above and beyond that, though, she's the only one here he actually, genuinely knows, and it's not too hard to believe that he is genuinely concerned for her.  But, that may also seem like a strange thing for the often aloof Shine.<br/><br/>In the back of his mind, he wondered if he, too, would eventually crumple. But he couldn't do that now; everything was tumultuous enough already. He refuses to allow himself to contribute to the problem.