Despite the way he was more or less coerced into attending this round of practice, it would be a lie for Baku to say that he wasn't eager. Not about the stabbing that would doubtlessly come, of course, but the ability to actually utilize his new-found power. Twice before, Komatani had said when he unleashed Shamsiel for the first time. Given that they were using an entire classroom too, no doubt there were several others that he was about to meet. He arrives to the classroom at a time that could only barely be called 'early,' busying himself with identifying the others gathered while simultaneously and purposefully ignoring that he had spotted Komatani in the room.

Imaizumi-senpai. I guess with all his self-importance, I shouldn't be surprised, but Kiiro-san too? No wonder she was so tense. And Shikata-san, you'd better be here so I can chastise you.

The reality of their situation hits him fully once they enter the portal and step into the other world - it looked nothing like he remembered, but the odd sensation returning to him reminded him that it was indeed part of that same 'world.' He removes his own evoker from his jacket pocket, thumb tracing the grooves of the item gently, silently observing those around him. Those suits they're wearing look impressive, but if they were any good against our enemies, they wouldn't need us, would they? His fingers brush over an object in his opposite jacket pocket: a charm he had purchased in the city yesterday.

Sticking to his silence, he simply follows along with the group, occasionally stopping to give the grassy field a suspicious stare. Live fire in a place like this. Something's not right, for sure.