In a nearly breathless voice Shirogane answered "Well, no worries...heroes are always late." Then he instinctively put his hand up to his ear when he saw Ikeda touch her own. His earpiece was missing, but there was no time for that now. Whether they should stay or if they'd be able to handle themselves if they came or if he'd be able to protect them or even protect Ikeda and himself at all; all of his worrisome thoughts resurfaced as Ikeda began planning out how to move the newbies to the train and--[i]Wait, Shiro? Is that a nickname?[/i] Shirogane's mile-a-minute train of thought came to an immediate halt and he went flush. He would have agreed with anything she said in that moment despite his conflicted feelings over their current situation.

Momentarily distracted he didn't move in time to stop her from opening the door, but he snapped out of it just in time to push her out of the way--standing in her place, eyes shut tight and braced for whatever could be waiting on the other side of the door.