Yori stayed silent for awhile as the rest of the group began to explore. Kozue was trying to get their attention and assume some form of authority, but they were all off in their own world. He held on to his hand tight as he waited, assessing the situation.

"Very well," he said quietly as Kozue tried to draw him into the building. He didn't like the idea of moving away. Whatever this was, it wasn't natural, and it made him feel heavy. Out of place. But they could look after the others. No harm could come from investigating the building, even as strung out as they obviously were.

As they moved forward, he spied the text the underclassmen has been panicking over earlier. It was...unsettling, to a degree. Unpleasant to dwell on. He moved past it quickly, spying the group down near the end of the classrooms. Before he could try to pull Kozue along to meet them, however, he found himself pausing at the first door in the hall.

Saturday, April 11th, 12:10AM - Old Classroom 1-1

It might be useful to explore one room at a time. Space their travel out between examinations. Give the drugs time to wear off. The others could do what they liked, but he would look after Kozue's livelihood and his own first. He slowly slid the door open, and examined the room inside.