It seemed as though with just that one thing Hirune had built a weird cycle of emotions for Tundra of infatuation animosity and solicitude. She would feel a sudden passion for him, but it'd be short lived and she'd kick him to the curb the moment she realized what she was doing. Then right after pushing him to the curb or hitting him, she'd gasp and check on him. This happened a couple of times before they reached the base.
The whole time Tundra found himself wondering why he decided that Hirune, especially in this space of mind, was the first person he decided to fully trust. He felt as though he was going to regret this, though he did find himself enjoying Hirune's company, which messed him up even more. He couldn't wrap his mind around why he enjoyed spending time with her even though she was actually being mean to him now.
Reaching the middle floor, Hirune dropped on the couch, "Finally! I can rest my legs!"
Tundra sat down next to her, "Listen, I have a question, why have you been acting so mean all of the sudden? Before you answer, I meant to me not in general."
She flung herself back up and rested her head on his shoulder, "I guess I was trying to get you mad again, you can probably figure out why yourself but if it really bothers you, I'll stop. Sorry."
Tundra sighed, 'Just how much longer is it going to take for her to go back to normal?' As he thought this Ellen walked in with a frown, "You went swimming? Really? I was hoping you would at least try to deal with whatever assassin went to your school but whatever. Sure, go swimming together like if getting these assassins off of you isn't top priority."
Hirune laid against the back of the couch and hung her head off of it looking at Ellen upside-down, "Oh~, seems like we swapped roles. Now you're the bitch and I'm the patient one."
Ellen glared at her, "What did you just call me?"
"You know for being the one that can't learn from her mistakes you seem to complain a whole lot about the decisions of those who can," Hirune laughed, swinging her arms forward and using that momentum to bring her head to her knees. Shifting her head a little to take a glance at Tundra, who just sighed and chuckled a bit. She was about to point it out to back up her point but decided not to as she didn't want to get Tundra in trouble because of her.
Ellen glared at her, "Did you just-"
"Yes, I did! Your curse isn't not being able to listen to others it's not being able to learn from history! Even if you can't learn from history, it doesn't mean you can just allow it to keep repeating itself! You can still do things that would change it indirectly even if it's just a little!" Hirune snapped, a small sliver of her fully silver hair turning black at the roots.
Hirune was about to add more but suddenly stopped, as if she said something she didn't mean or want to say. She looked around for a second before suddenly dropping backwards onto the floor, nearly hitting her head on the glass coffee table. Sitting up she moved her head around a bit while looking down at her reflection on the table, trying to get a good look at herself before suddenly screaming and throwing herself back onto the sofa. She then sat up with a somber expression and sighed before flopping back onto the sofa again.
She couldn't seem to make up her mind on whether she wanted to sit down or lay down nor whether she wanted to keep on pestering Ellen about how pathetic she was for just accepting her curse without trying to find a loophole or stay quiet. She kept on going back and forth between trying to formulate words, laying down, shutting up, and sitting up before suddenly bursting out laughing.
"Did she lose it?" Ellen asked while slowly backing away.
Tundra shrugged and tapped Hirune who'd now buried her face into the couch on the shoulder. Hirune suddenly stopped laughing and looked at him, "Yeah?"
Tundra stared at her. He wasn't sure how to ask her this, I mean, I don't think anyone would know how to ask this after all, you're not going to casually go up to someone and casually ask them if they're going insane. Thing was, Tundra didn't know how to word it any better than that.
"Are you losing it?" Tundra asked casually.
Hirune just stared at him, then she sat up and looked around curiously as if she needed something to help her decide. Then she just shrugged and flopped back on the couch while staring into the everlasting void of the ceiling. Tundra sighed and started to walk around the entire base while looking for her little music box. Which he ended up finding under his bed for some reason.
As he walked back, he was tempted to ask her about this too but considering what her state of mind might be right now he wasn't too sure if this was a good idea or not. 'I'll save it for later, right now I just need to wind this up for her,' he thought as he got back to her and opened the music box. The little tune instantaneously catching her attention and slowly calming her down. The whole time this happened Ellen watched, taking mental notes as to how Tundra calmed her down so that she knows how to handle this better next time.
"Would you like to talk about it?" He asked sitting on the floor next to her. She took a glance at him before sighing and turning away.
"I'd much rather not, but I'm guessing that you're just trying to make it seem optional and that I'm actually forced to say it," She responded as she felt the cold tip of the dagger on her back. "Well, it's quite simple, I'm not Hirune. I'm just a what if scenario version of her that Namulenza dragged out of the void. Now here's the deal, I don't want to mess up her life because that means I won't come back next time, even worse, the next time I'm back, because considering the circumstances someone is bound to try and control her at some point, I won't have my memories. Any time I appear my memories are given to her and I lose them, the only things I know are the reasons she has to be me and this."
Tundra pulled the ice dagger away from her back and put it in his pocket. As for Ellen, she seemed to be in deep thought while staring at this 'Hirune'. "Well then considering what you said all research on opposite artifact forms is completely wrong, in fact, none of the theories are even close to right," she said while making a book appear in her hand.
Tundra simply sighed and looked at Hirune, "Well, then enjoy the short amount of time you have. You're not going to stay in control for too long now considering how your hair is looking. You shouldn't fear going away, after all if Hirune doesn't come back, neither do you."
She gritted her teeth and glared at Tundra. The devourer's jaws then suddenly flew at him forcing him to drop onto his back.
With some quick thinking, he pulled the ice dagger out of his pocket like if it was a revolver and he was in a quickdraw with the dagger flying into Hirune's gut the millisecond he pulled it out.