Daichi all but swooned over Sarah as she vocalized his thoughts on taking a break from their very stressful day and allow the group to decompress for a time. Given that it was largely an unknown how many more times they would be given such an opportunity, he wanted to make the most of it. It was also no secret to him that of all the vices humanity was prone to, sloth was by far his favorite. After all, he had seen the dead rising and walking the halls, students being eaten alive, and even skewered one’s skull on one of his arrows in order to save a girl in need. If that wasn’t worthy of a breather, he didn’t want to know what was.<br/><br/>When Rika seconded Sarah’s suggestion and supported it with logical reasoning, Daichi did actually swoon quite openly at the soldier of fortune. It took him a moment to realize what he was doing and regained his composure with only the slightest twinge of red on his cheeks. It seemed the more he was around the purple haired beauty, the more he liked her. Though it certainly helped that she potentially saved his life by negating the need to spearhead what was essentially a suicide mission in an attempt to escape school grounds. Plus, she was a badass through and through. After a moment of thought, he considered his standard of how one achieved the title of badass in his mind and quickly came to the confusion that everybody among their group would likely achieve that status over the next couple of days. If they had not done so already that is.<br/><br/>With the rest of the night’s schedule cleared from the previous itinerary of fighting off zombies in a desperate attempt for survival, Daichi suddenly found himself with hours of free time. It was a realization that brought a broad grin to his lips that reflected in his less wary posture. He was now able to pay attention to the hunger and thirst that he had pushed to the back of his mind since this whole mess started. Not to mention the underlying fatigue that came with countless surges of adrenaline. Marikawa-sensai did mention something about a hot bath after all and surely there was food enough. He wondered which of the two should take precedent, but the debate was tabled for the moment as he suddenly found it too much of a bother to leave the comfort of the sofa for the time being.