It was Davis all along. It was Davis's fault that she was stuck here, and now he had the gall to try and take the conversation she had with Cyrus out of context? If Krista had any energy, she would have shouted at the monitor - broke it even. Rules be damned. All she wanted was to go home, and she knew others did too, so
why? And why them? Krista pulled out her E-Handbook, looking at the ticket. Davis had advised against calling him, but she needed to know
why.
It was Alice rating Lucas's execution that broke Krista. Barely suppressing the urge to throw her handbook at the infinite, Krista screamed.
"Are you fucking kidding me?! Somebody just fucking died! You may not have any emotions but don't be a fucking bitch about it!" She didn't mean to be so angry at the infinite. Krista knew everyone was dealing with this their own... special way, and this could've just been Alice's "special" way of dealing. Krista wiped her eyes, drying her tears with her dirtied sleeve.
It didn't take long before Krista started to feel bad. She turned to the infinite recon, sighing.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. We're all dealing with this our own way and... I guess I wasn't ready for morbid humour just yet." She gave a look at Caora as well, knowing that it wasn't just Alice that had made morbid comments about Lucas's execution.
The arrival of new infinites meant a reappearance from Monokuma. Krista resisted the urge to kick the nightmare away from her as he acted as if nothing had happened. As if Mondatta hadn't died and Lucas hadn't given his life because of it. She could feel her heart aching again like it had when she screamed at Alice as Monokuma turned to her. Thankfully Bliss had answered for her, so Krista just had to listen.
After a few moments, Krista looked at Alice again, her eyes hurting.
"I'm sorry... I need to go..." Krista apologised once more to Alice before making her trek back to her room and passing by the new infinites without another glance.
Krista slept. It wasn't well, it wasn't fitful, it was just... sleep. As soon as Krista's bandaged head touched her pillow that night, she was out. It was the exhaustion that took her to the welcome arms of sleep, and Krista was glad for it the next day. She didn't feel fresh, but she didn't feel the urge to smother her face with her pillow at the sound of the morning Monokuma announcement, making her aware it was morning now.
After a blissful shower, Krista
almost looked normal.
Almost. Her head didn't need any bandages, but she could still feel a dull throb in her skull - though it was more likely due to exhaustion rather than the events that occurred the previous day. She glanced at herself in the mirror, eyeing the bags under her eyes disdainfully. She pulled at her skin, making faces into the mirror until she looked
fine.
Returning back to her room, she pulled the violin case out from it's hiding spot. She took out the violin with the up most care, staring at the instrument for a moment. She didn't know what to play. Her finger brushed over the familiar name scratched into the instrument, closing her eyes and muttering a short prayer before tucking the violin back into the case again. She pulled the strap over her shoulder, letting the violin case rest against her back - a familiar weight pressing against her back as she left her room.
When she arrived at the break room, Krista looked for the unfamiliar faces. She was aware she had walked away without acknowledging any of them last night and felt bad about it. She approached Jezebel, a small smile on her face.
"I'm Krista. Introductions aren't my forte." What better than to make everyone believe she was fine than to make a stupid pun?