Sakuramoria

-- During combat, -- although Varya didn't expect the conversation to take such a turn, her response was immediate, and her eyes gained a cold glint. -- Decisions must be made quickly, and they are not always obvious. Since you are asking such a question, it means I was not mistaken about you: whether it was by chance, by intuition, or due to an awareness of the situation... But you were able to act correctly, no matter how difficult it was for everyone. So, my advice to you is, don't "throw" yourself into a self-destructive spiral.
-- Well, you definitely won't attack me... -- the girl added, more calmly, after a sigh.

This was not an answer to the question, but on the other hand, it wasn't important. The search for thrills, academic curiosity, an attempt to impress her classmates with courage or recklessness, or perhaps simply a poor judgment of people – all these possible motivations and reasons behind the actions of the incomprehensible foreigner remained something that didn't matter in the final, tangible reality.
- Do as you please, I don't care, - Futaba shrugged and headed back to her room, throwing a final glance over her shoulder. - But keep in mind that I don't sleep well.
Perhaps, if their dormitory is really filled to the brim with a strange assortment of foreigners starting next semester, it would be better to prepare for it in some way, rather than taking a gamble? Although, who would even want to attend this school now?
And just in case her intentions are not as pure as she wants them to seem, - a keen ear and a weapon under her pillow will help against any tricks.
And if, suddenly, another maniac or desperate avenger appears in the middle of the night, aiming to kill someone in their sleep, then perhaps the presence of an extra body in the room will give her a fifty percent chance of survival. Although there's not much point in clinging to that hope.