Krista sits in the grass by herself, under an apple tree. She smiles slightly to herself, feeling the wind blow through her blonde hair. From a short distance, she watches the other Scouts enjoying their break. She'd prefer to be over there to try and help them with whatever they need or to go find Ymir. But just for a few minutes, she wants to be over here. With her own thoughts.

Still, she wouldn't mind some company.