Kyra waits patiently for an answer, curling her legs up under her, one at a time. She isn't sure if she's handling this as a tactical conversation or a friendly one. She'd like to have him and everyone else think the latter, even when it clearly isn't. Her fond pulse of a smile at the mere mention of Richie's crabsona reveals that much.

"We should've bullied Selby just a little harder." She laments, but nods, slowly, parsing out all this new information. Her fingers graze the water, testing the warmth, and then flicking it at Liam's face, remaining expressionless and therefore innocent."But it's understandable. Leading's...intimidating. For me. All the time."

This is probably too monotone to be very comforting, but it's honest.