A New Student? [Invite]

Right, she was safe and no one else was harmed but that still didn't mean the guilt didn't linger with her. She really didn't understand how he was able to brush it off so easily, especially when she was that close from either killing or even hurting them badly. Granted, she did get the short end of the stick and Krim now felt worse knowing that he had helped her even throughout everything. At the very least, she could cooperate with his questions even if it didn't make up for everything that had happened so far.

Then came her eye, which appeared to be a primary point of interest. Well, that figured, especially when it seemed to be her main trouble. Yet despite everything the doctors said, nothing was wrong with it, simply stating that the pigment had suddenly changed as she grew older. It was an unheard of and baffling event indeed, but the only thing that they could explain. Nonetheless, she said nothing, allowing the demon to exam it the best they could. If medical science couldn't explain what was wrong with it, maybe a person that knew supernatural means could. Sure, it sounded silly if she were to say that out loud, but at this point Krim was simply desperate. She wanted the answers that she simply couldn't find for years. 

"This eye was black like my other one when I was born," she began to explain pointing at her mundane left eye. "It suddenly turned red around when I was four or so. It's weird since my other triplets didn't have it either. No surgery or otherwise." Why her out of everyone? If anything, Yogu and Miru should have had this problem yet nothing happened. There was some explanations, but nothing that medical science could explain currently, especially once it randomly got the ability to turn glow when she entered those mental states. When they brought it up with the doctors, they had simply abandoned the case there and left it to herself, urging her to go to therapy and giving her plenty of medicine despite none of it doing its job. In the end, she was left to herself to treat these fits, yet here she was, speaking with one of her "victims."

At the very least, she hoped that he had an answer. By now Krim was ready to accept anything. She just wanted a normal life, but this stupid eye wouldn't let her have one.

With how he continued to question her about the eye, Krim couldn't help but feel a shed of doubt in the fact that he could help. Such a mystery eluded everyone she knew for so long, so getting her hopes up that a stranger, even as mystically inclined as they are, could help her was nothing but a long shot. Still, she was desperate and something was always better than nothing. Maybe her answers could help provide him with the information he needed to make a true diagnosis. "Not really, it just functions like a normal eye except for when it glows. Even then, it doesn't hurt. It just feels... weird." It was difficult to put into words, and as much as she wanted to give him more description there was really no other way for her to describe it all.

Then suddenly the person changed. Meister was no longer there and instead stood four individuals unlike anything she had ever seen before. She was slightly caught off guard, pushing herself backwards as an instinct although she winced at the movements. Even if her ribs were mostly healed, they still ached. However, she would allow them to do as they wished, seeing as she fully trusted them to get to the bottom of this mystery. Still, that didn't stop a squeal of surprise to escape her lips as the plague doctor grabbed her chin. Now she really felt as if she was in a doctor's office or something along the lines of that. Silently, she listened to each of their input, paying close attention so she could discern the information that they gave her. Unfortunately their little conversation did devolve into bickering, although Ekibyo still remained focus on the task at hand.

"Well," Krim began. "I don't know much about Konats really." She admitted. It was a shame, especially since she was so proud of her heritage as a half-breed sometimes. Yet despite being the only member of her family who was actually interested in such information. "My grandpa, grandma and dad were all full-blooded Konatsians, but my grandma died when my dad was little and my grandpa really didn't know much about Konats for some reason." An apologetic look began to spread across her face. She really did want to try and help, but she simply didn't know enough. Maybe if she did, they could truly get to the bottom of everything. However, there was something that was poking her at the edge of her mind. No, it couldn't be. It was really just a folktale she read about in an Earthling book. It was far too disconnected to her heritage to actually mean something.

At this point she was having trouble keeping up with the conversations of all the other demons. Sure, she could understand what they were all saying, but when she had so much going on in her own mind she barely registered what each of them were saying. Instead, she stayed put, careful not to jostle her tender ribs too much again, letting the plague doctor do whatever she pleased as she continued to examine her body. Seeing how she didn't say much quite yet, Krim just held onto that tiny sliver of hope she had remaining. Surely there was an answer to all this mess. There had to be an explanation to all her pain and trouble, right?

Finally came the question that she was waiting for. "Since I was around four or so. It happens randomly a lot, although I've normally kept it in check with a lot of training. Not that it's helping more recently." She said, thinking back to the other fits that she had recently. "Happens when I'm feeling really upset as well but that's the only trigger I can really think of." A shiver went down her spine as she recalled those fits. Each of them were burned into her memory, unable to escape. It was as if she was in a vivid dream, although she understood completely that such a dream was reality.