Christelle had been enjoying a cigarette outside, chatting to any students that came by before eventually moving off to a more private area. There was only so much teen spirit she could take, really.

She felt the chill in the air before she saw Toushirou and shivered, frowning as she glanced around until she caught sight of the white-haired boy. One brow arching, she remembered this was one of the students that had been caught in stasis, mind helpfully providing the information on name, age, mutation, etc.

"I do believe it's suddenly gotten colder," she commented drily, blowing smoke out to the side.