Oh my. This was quite a great deal of thinking, and he hadn't bothered with food. Tamaki pursed his lips and tapped them with a finger. He really did have to prove himself here and now or no one would ever take him seriously again.

Thank goodness Hikaru wasn't here!

"With our numbers what they are now," he said, carefully, choosing each word with precision, "I don't know if we're ready to start setting up stations where there's a potential to be attacked. Maybe... maybe the people who can both fight and heal could each be assigned to one of those groups that go out at night? Obviously with so few right now priority would have to be made - but some places are more dangerous than others, so I think that's alright. Or even just groups that would be going very far from the patient wings...."

He really hoped he wasn't sounding foolish. It was rare that Tamaki had cause to doubt himself, but right now, he couldn't help it.