Ayame unconsciously glanced upstairs through the corner of her eye before smiling at Suki.
"Thanks, I'd really appreciate it. I think I'll probably stay here until Fujiwara regains consciousness; I don't know how he'll react when he wakes up, but I'll just be here to make sure nothing crazy happens. More likely than not I'll end up mulling things over in my head until then." she stated, looking at the others for approval. "I'll be fine; don't worry about me."

Glancing back upstairs again, Ayame let out a slight sigh before closing her eyes and beginning to think. The core group that everyone was a part of right now was just about at maximum capacity; if she remembered correctly, only one more person could join them at this point in time. But there remained the issue now; the last person to complete the group. They'd have to synergize with a majority of the group and, if possible, fill whatever niche left such that they group as a whole wouldn't be too overspecialized in combat... Which probably meant no more katana users for the time being.
"Hm... Maybe someone to keep the enemies off the bigger threats in our team...?" she asked herself quietly before returning to her thoughts. Maybe being overspecialized wasn't that debilitating to the group, but at the same time...

Shaking her head, Ayame pushed the thoughts of strategizing out of her head. The possibility of her being wrong compared to others who had much more experience than she did meant that it was more likely for them to be right than she did. Instead, she shifted her thoughts back to her studies, trying to recall as much as she could of her classes prior to the whole incident.

"Wait... Why didn't I think of this sooner?" she asked before bringing out a self-directed note window from the interface and began typing. "The downtime leaves me a chance to recall all this information so I don't forget everything by the time I get out, which means the troubles won't grow larger when we get out." she said to herself as she began digging through her thoughts and typing things down. "Actually, this entire ordeal could be considered a social experiment of sorts. Unethical as could be, but still."
Shrugging, Ayame continued to type away. Documenting what had happened in this death game would ultimately be for the better... Or so she hoped. The manual for the NerveGear did say that saving files to the local memory of the system was possible, so the idea wasn't entirely out of reach...