The laugh is off-kilter and simultaneously soothing for Kirishima. He's gotten his ass beat and his nuts kneed in just about every way tonight, including beating himself by ramming right into a wall, while endeavoring to put a damper on what was obviously a coordinated attack; it's nice to know someone's staying spirited. It seems like every time they talk, Claudia's telling him about her friends and family. This time, though, she says a name that sparks some recognition.

"Ohhh, I've met Shinobu! Tsukuyomi?" But then Santa comes out of her mouth and Kirishima's practically yelling with his excitement. "It's crazy, right?! Santa's real here!"

As for his Pokémon, he moves to take one of the Pokéballs off his belt. He's never really had a fainted Pokémon that he couldn't just take to a PokéCenter, so he looks a little awkward before offering it to Claudia.

"This is Jack. Some big, green bird knocked her out, so it might be a concussion? I didn't really see it happen. Can you do anything for her...?" Where he's from, a first aid kit wouldn't be able to do anything, he knows, but maybe it's different here?