Kisa had been just minding her own business, walking through the hallways, when --

*WHAM*

She was accosted by a madman. Boy. Whichever.

Her slight fear gave way to bafflement as he ranted on. When he was finished, she offered a reassuring, if faintly nervous, smile.

"All right," she started, her tone soothing, as though she were talking to some poor soul undergoing a nervous breakdown. "Everything's going to be okay. Now, what's going on with Wisney?"