Needless to say, since he loathes loud noises, Shirogane was having a terrible time at the club, but kept it hidden well. Rather than go out dressed in his dorm-attire, the usual sloppy laze-about clothes he normally wore while staying in all day, he actually made the effort to dress up and his charm as a model certainly showed. His hair was straight and not at all the mess it was earlier; several rings adorned his right hand but none on his left; he wore a dark high-collared (and high price-tag) designer sweater with leather stitched over the back of the shoulders and on top to give it an edgy look; he even had a bit of balm smeared on his lips and face to give his skin a bit more luster. In fact, he probably took more time get to ready before leaving than some of the girls. After several hours of looking great and feeling miserable while standing awkwardly in the middle of a crowd of people he didn't know, although Youhei's thick-headedness gave him some relief, he was back at the dorm with the rest of the SEES group. Somehow he couldn't help feel a little concerned for the new members of the group ever since Takahiro confirmed the enemy's presence outside of Tartarus but unsure of how to help he couldn't think of any way to reassure them. For now they would just have to shut up and listen to Yoro just as he was. Having Nekomata at his side again would certainly make him feel better, and maybe the fledglings of their group could also summon their personas. Having their evokers at least wouldn't make them totally helpless.