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Normally Csuri hated hugs or any other physical affection. Even with her closest friends, hugs turned out to be awkward affairs. But something about this... wasn't terrible. Her skin didn't do that weird prickly thing where she didn't want people to touch her. Maybe it was just because she was fully and completely exhausted. Or maybe it was because this idiot had gotten past her walls. Whereas Hes and Alice had scaled high enough to get over spots in the wall, this moron had all but kicked her emotional walls down. What a pest.

Vikram’s voice responding that he was sorry caused Csuri to shake her head as they pulled apart. “You shouldn’t be. You did nothing wrong.” He tipped her chin up and tired grey eyes looked into his. The two shared a gentle kiss, before they parted. “I-I mean. I would’ve hit me too. I deserved it.” She sighed again, crossing her arms over her belly as she watched him. He was present, but he was definitely not fully mentally there. There was something on his mind, but the fact that he hadn’t spoken made her worry it was something that would further crush her. “Go ahead, Vik. I know there’s... something going on.” The girl gestured to her head, doing a little crazy spiral as she watched him to see where his thoughts went.

When Vik laughed, Csuri looked a bit startled. Had he been expecting that reaction? Or had his brain snapped like an uncooked spaghetti noodle? Thankfully, she was able to deflect attention back to him by asking what was in his head. He hemmed and hawed, trying to avoid the subject. Cool. If she'd caught him off guard, that gave her the upper hand. Even when in this situation, she had an intense desire for control. She had to know each move of this mental chess game they were playing. Every moment of her life was usually planned out, which definitely didn't help in moments where someone else had charge.

It wasn’t until he said he’d been debating on asking her to be his girlfriend. She looked startled for sure, wondering exactly why he’d consider that. “Ah, so you have gone batty. Vik, no one wants to deal with someone as ‘problematic’,” she used her fingers to gesture quotation marks in the air, “as me. There’s a reason people avoid me like the plague.” She sighed, drawing in a deep breath to calm her down. “But... I guess it wouldn’t hurt to... ask.” Grey eyes glanced up, wondering if he would try or just heed her earlier warning.

Thankfully, in holding the upper hand, Csuri was able to joke around. Either he would heed her warning and not ask, for many more reasons than just those he'd listed, or he would continue to ask. Did she even want to date him? Did she just want this to stay casual? Maybe she should break it off here and save them both future trouble. But then he asked. Of course he did. Idiot wouldn't recognize possible danger if it slapped him in the face. Then again, clearly she didn't either. "I guess." She shrugged casually, before a smirk fell on her lips and that mischievous sparkle lit back up in her eyes. “But you probably shouldn’t tell everyone unless you really hate talking to other people. It’s fine. I don’t care one way or another about it. I’m used to the solitude. I think you’d explode.” (Not that either believed that to be the truth. Csuri would absolutely hate being in the spotlight.) She wrapped her arms around his waist again, resting her cheek against his ribs. She really didn’t want his life to get upended by any sort of confession to the school, so she figured burying the truth for now would be the best idea. Plus she didn’t want anyone to suspect that she was less than the mean b***h she portrayed.

Now that emotions had settled, Csuri let herself feel just how truly exhausted she was. Not only that, but she was starving. Glancing at her watch, she realized the why. It was dinnertime. Ughhhhhh she did not want to go to the Great Hall. Partially because it was way too busy in there, but mostly because she was sure she looked a right mess. Maybe, if they were -shudder- dating now, she should try to extend some sort of goodwill here. "I'm hungry. I've been in here since yesterday, other than going to grab my jumper." She didn't mention the rage of her bedroom being destroyed. It didn't matter now. "Are you hungry? Because I can..." here went nothing....

"I can cook us dinner."