It seemed that Akira had reached her breaking point when she witnessed Shirogane's breakdown, for a lack of a better word. It was as if the boy had completely shut down, and to be honest she was surprised that she was managing to remain somewhat untouched by the night's events. All she chalked it up to was that she could deal with all of this after everyone was safe, and she couldn't do that unless she got everyone moving, including the introverted boy who had clammed up in a matter of seconds. She took a couple of quick strides before clasping her hand around Shirogane's wrist, and then pulled him forwards and out the door. She then continued walking forward, growling out "We don't have time for this!" and then pressed onward.

Hopefully the adrenaline running through her would hold out a little longer, or at least long enough to get everyone safely to the train station. Akira was ready for all of this to end, and this time she didn't bother to look back towards the dorm and see if the rest were following. To be honest, she couldn't find it in her heart to care anymore, and her concerns were set on the boy she was tugging along, and the others who were probably fighting for their lives on the train this very moment.