"Krystal?!" Shikera called, shocked beyond measure and wondering how Krystal was able to spot her from the bright place she was standing.
In a bid to prevent Krystal from seeing Ethan's face, she tried to stand up and approach her but Ethan's hand in the middle of her legs held her down.
"It's alright, let her come," he whispered to her, using his free hand to pick up his nosemask and fasten it around his face.
In a minute, Krystal had reached their table and taken her seat in front of them.
"Hi Ethan!" She greeted Ethan cheerfully, as if they had been friends for long while he kept quiet without answering her.
"Krystal, how did you know I was here? We're you able to spot me even though..."
"Don't worry, I almost didn't know there was a table here," Krystal reassured her, realizing that Shikera was fretting because she thought Krystal had been able to recognise her without difficulties.