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[sup]Interacting with [@addamas], [@Spriggs27] and [@Mateotis][/sup][/centre]
[indent][indent]There was [i]way[/i] too many things going on at that one moment. Some had decided to join her with helping the fallen Infinite, and others continued to talk. Krista was torn between listening to what was being said by Mondatta, the cute baker, and the politician — or bishi contender as Doctor Monokuma put it during their introductions— but also wanted to ensure that the pale fellow that collapsed was fine. She smiled at the blonde infinite as he joined her side, vaguely remembering that he was some sort of infinite runner. [color=6c9b8f]"I suppose I'm treading on thin [i]Ice[/i] with these jokes? Okay, I'll stop. Gosh, sorry. Not the right time, I know, can't help it."[/color] If her hands weren't busy with keeping Ice held up, she would have scratched the back of her neck with a sheepish grin. It wasn't that she didn't take the situation seriously, but the tense atmosphere would certainly make her easily uncomfortable if she didn't make a few light jokes here and there. It was her way of dealing with things, even if wasn't the best way. 

Krista noticed Rika pulling out a chair for Ice, and Krista beamed gratefully at the mummy. [color=6c9b8f]"Thanks for that,"[/color] it was odd that she was using a tape recorder. It almost creeped her out, but Krista knew that Rika had no choice — something to do with nerve damage in her throat? Krista wasn't so good with medical terms, but she could make a wild guess and figure it out. When Krista was able to settle Ice in the seat Rika had pulled out for him, she stood nearby to ensure that Ice was going to be okay.

Then, the Infinite Poet introduced himself. Krista turned her smile from Rika towards Daimyon. She didn't recall seeing him around when Ice collapsed earlier, so Krista filled him in. [color=6c9b8f]"Mondatta wanted us all to meet up here and discuss the gifts and basically suggested we cooperate with each other. He even gave his gift to Kara, but some weren't so sure about Mondatta's suggestion,"[/color] she glanced at Ice and the Smith who was standing elsewhere, before turning back to the poet. [color=6c9b8f]"I suppose the stress got to Ice and I just... well... punned?"[/color] Her face changed back into a sheepish look for a moment. When Daimyon referred back to the introduction she had offered yesterday, she shook him off with little concern. [color=6c9b8f]"No problem 'bout that, Mister [i]Poe[/i]-t."[/color] Okay, that one was probably terrible, but Krista still grinned at Daimyon, hoping he would take it well. C'mon she was talking to [i]the[/i] Infinite Poet and she was going to go one conversation without bringing up Edgar Allan Poe? Even Krista wasn't strong enough to resist making the light joke.

Krista's hand went to touch the strap against her chest, tugging on it slightly. [color=6c9b8f]"I do, I never leave anywhere without it."[/color] She tilted her head to the side. Why would he need to know? [color=6c9b8f]"Is everything alright?"[/color][/indent][/indent]