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As soon as the game ended, Csuri's sharp vision caught her friend walking off the pitch. It had been a rough season for Hes, and Csuri knew the feeling all too well. Despite the win, Csuri also landed on soft feet before walking off. She knew her actions would cause the others to (again) question her place as captain on the team. She was prepared for the rumors to again speak sharply on her, but she didn't want them to also speak ill of Hesperia. Honestly, it hurt her heart just to think of Hesperia being talked badly about.

As she got closer to the quidditch gates, Csuri took off in a jog. Hes had a lead on her, but Csuri's awkwardly long legs were good for something. She caught sight of her walking toward the Common Room, so she hurried after. Thankfully, most people were still leaving the pitch, rather than being in their dorms. Making it to the Common Room, her sharp gaze spotted Hes' broom. Dangit. The curly-haired teen lifted it up, carrying it in the same hand as her own.

Csuri walked up the steps toward the dorms, hearing a scream. Dammit! She hurried to the third year room, gently pushing open the door. Without words, she walked over, setting the brooms on Hes' bed before kneeling in the floor beside her. Hes was holding her wrist in a manner that seemed like it was injured, so Csuri gently took her hand. Tapping her wand over it, the colorful diagnostic spell danced just over. With a small healing spell, the bruises swirled away. Following that, the fifth year plopped on the floor beside her friend with a small sigh.

"This year was lame as hell," she said, simply. Knowing that Hesperia was mad about her struggles with defense and scores, she wanted to try to help. Unfortunately, Csuri never had been good at cheering anyone up. "First game.... I didn't even spot the damn thing. I felt so... stupid. It's why I didn't volunteer for the scrimmage match. I saw that Lewis had opted to play... but I just... I was so afraid of making myself look like an idiot again." She sighed softly, chewing on her fingers a bit as she gathered her thoughts.

"But then I saw you signed up and I felt guilty. You and me always play together.... but that time I didn't even let myself try. You were having a rough year too, but you still signed up. And I just... used the guise of needing to study, to hide from people so no one would question my motives. And then Moon won. He almost beat me in our game this year too. I really, really had to question my skills. But you...." she glanced over at her friend, chewing on her fingernails again since she was unused to sharing feelings. "Even after some rough goals, you kept going. You were the one rallying the team, not me. All I did was request time to practice and annoy people when I didn't celebrate with the others."

That was true. She still questioned Brianna's choices, even after she'd held the mantle for a year. Csuri sighed heavily, pulling her knees up to her chest and draping her free arm over it. With an ever-present frown, Csuri reached her hand into her pocket and let the Snitch flit about Hes' room. Some days she didn't feel qualified for captainship. It wasn't like Lewis, who was leading flawlessly, Bieito who seemed incredibly inspiring, or even Nicholas, who... was doing the best with what he had.

Csuri didn't respond when Hes mentioned that she'd punched the bedframe. She too had done stupid things in the course of anger. There had been the time as a kid she had accidentally slammed her hand in a door because she was trying to leave in a huff. Or the time that she'd accidentally punched someone in primary... who punched back. That hadn't been her finest moment, especially given that she'd gotten suspended for three whole days! For now, though, her biggest worry was making sure Hes was okay. Once the younger Slytherin successfully moved her hand, Csuri let herself lower on worry.

She spoke on her troubles that season, which she hadn't told anyone. She hadn't even planned on sharing that information... ever, but something told her that Hesperia needed to know. Being a Seeker, it was easier to fake her position, even if she was struggling. Hell, if she just followed after the other Seekers, no one would ever know that she wasn't close. As long as she could disguise her abilities, she wouldn't ever let people to know just how replicable she felt. If they knew, she worried that they'd give her the boot for someone kinder and, well, less... Csuri.

When Hes looped her arm through Csuri's and laid her head on her shoulder, grey eyes went wide in surprise. It was pretty well known that Csuri didn't like people touching her, much less genuine affection, so when Hes just.... did so with ease, well, it was startling. The younger girl explained that she thought Csuri was doing good, that her planning and strategy was enough to merit her title. When Hes smiled, Csuri tried the same, though it was pretty clear the expression was foreign to her. Honestly, it'd been many, many years since she'd had a genuine reason to smile, so instead it looked something like a grimace. After a second, she dropped the expression, her usual frown settling back in place. "It's why I picked you, you know. I'm good at strategy... but you're really good at getting people in the mood to play. If it was just me, well. I think the other eleven would've jumped ship." It was pretty widely known that Csuri wasn't good at talking to people normally, much less in inspiring speeches.

But then Hes said something else to surprise the curly haired teen. She... thanked her? But why? She was certain the others would have too, once they'd done all the celebrations for their victory, anyway. But... maybe now wasn't the time for Csuri's raging pessimism. "I'd always come after you, Hes. And maybe... if Kasamir's not cooking for you later... maybe I can make you dinner? I'm apparently pretty good." Her words betrayed her disbelief on the fact, though. While she enjoyed cooking, she didn't really believe Alice's various compliments about the skill. And so far, other than her Baba, no one else even knew she held the ability. Thankfully she could cook, since daily British food sounded like torture.

When Hes claimed that Csuri would eventually figure out the inspirational part of captaining, the brunette snorted softly. There was probably only one person in the entire school that believed her to be capable of inspiration, much less good at it. Scratch that, Alice probably believed in her too, even though she had no reason to do so. "Can you imagine, me? Inspiring? If ever I give a quality inspirational speech, it's definitely a clone hell-bent on ruining my reputation." She rolled her eyes, but let Hesperia continue holding onto her.

After promising to always come after Hes, Csuri was a bit startled when told that she was Hes' best friend. Of course, she'd never really had regular friends, much less best ones. After a too-long pause, she awkwardly returned a "You're mine too?" It sounded like a question, but it was the closest the fifth year had come to saying something like that. Even with Brianna.... she was basically a big sister. Hesperia was probably the closest person to a best friend Csuri had. And if it took a couple of attempted words to make her feel better, Csuri could at least try.

Csuri had invited Hes to food, which was one of the few things Csuri found genuine joy and creativity in doing. She was surprised when Hes simply said that Kasamir could wait, since he got to cook for her frequently. She then said that there couldn't be garlic, since she -as a half-vampire- was allergic. "Aw, well there goes my plan for garlic soup." Csuri sent over the barest hint of a smile toward the younger teen, having told her assumption of a joke. Hes' half-vampire-ness was something Csuri had figured out earlier in the year, based on Hes' behavior and odd food choices at dinner. She'd figured she'd be told when it was time, and apparently that was today. Pushing to her feet, Csuri offered her hands out toward Hes. "Come on, get up. Get dressed, then we can meet outside the Common Room... unless you want to join in the party. I just want to be out of this outfit, so I'll meet you there, then we can walk to the kitchen, 'kay?"

After everything that had happened, between Hes' mess of a quidditch game to her own mess of relationships, the girls' lives were in upheaval. Of course, the only one who knew about either of their drama, (other than the boyfriends boys involved) were each other, since Csuri had long decided to tell her everything. If she tried to hide, Hes just... knew anyway. In honor of that, Csuri had done her best to try crafting. She never had been particularly artistically gifted, but hopefully it was enough. As she walked down the stairs a bit to Hes' room, Csuri felt like maybe she should've bought something instead. That was probably a better plan, right? With a sigh, she knocked on the fourth year dorm, hoping Hes, and Hes alone, were inside.

Once she got permission to enter, Csuri stepped in, a wave of relief over her as she realized they were indeed alone. "Hey Hes. How're you feeling today?" Above all, Csuri was very concerned for her friend, especially knowing there was another quidditch game coming up, and against the much more frustrating Ravenclaw team. Hopefully Moon could overtake Abrams, then it'd keep the scores relatively even. Maybe they'd stand a chance that way, since Csuri'd lost the snitch in their last game.

As Csuri ventured further into the room, she noticed Hes scooting over to make room for her to sit. She also noticed the younger teen had been crying, which set Csuri to worry. Despite her own just a while ago, Csuri was super awkward with crying. The only times she was really able to hand it were when Hes needed help. She sat on the bed, looking at the girl, noticing she was definitely wearing one of Kasamir's shirts. What a nerd. Of course, she herself were technically in a relationship now too, but it was very, very different.

"So um. I got you a gift. And like. it's cool if you hate it or whatever." Csuri pushed over the little box, wherein lied one of the two friendship bracelets she'd made. They were pretty simple, but it would help both match outfits and also remain subtle enough that no one would know Csuri had made them. She just hoped it was good enough for her best friend, especially since Hes deserved good things. Sure, Csuri wasn't very emotionally expressive, but hopefully this would serve to remind Hes that she hadn't freaked her out or anything.