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Csuri was glad that Vikram had at least stood back up. This chilly dungeon classroom wasn't exactly ideal for positive news, was it? She was stressing out, resuming her nervous pacing. After she'd mentioned how far along she was, Csuri faltered. "W-well, it's forty weeks, r-right? And Madam Kavanagh said I was about twelve weeks along, which is.... f-forty minus twelve is..." she paused, brows furrowing as she counted on shaky fingers. Yea, she'd done her maths right this time! "It's twenty-eight. Which is like.... it's divided by four, so six, right? No... wait, seven. Wait... are pregnancies ten months or nine?" Stupid maths would be the death of her! She looked over at Vikram, visibly annoyed. Of course, this time it wasn't at him. He already knew maths wasn't her strong suit.

He dismissed the maths part (thankfully), and instead told her to listen to him. Csuri crossed her arms over her tummy, bloodshot silver eyes looking over at him. He said he loved her, then even teased about his certainty at her .... feelings for him. He laid out a plan, saying that they should focus on NEWTs, earning a nod from her. She'd been working way too hard to just forget about all that now! Of course, he then said she'd have to meet his family, earning a distressed sigh and eye roll. "Oh great, just what I'm best at. Making good impressions on random adults." A torrent of memories from her childhood hit, a small sob escaping as she looked away to wipe at her eyes again.

She listened as he said they'd get through this (as if it were just a temporary annoyance, rather than a lifelong commitment!) then even teased that she'd be stuck with him. "That's not...." she started, her insecurity pushing back to the top before she could stop the words. "I'm not worried about being stuck with you. I'm worried because you will have to be stuck with me, and I can't.... just do that to you. It'd be awful. I can't... not be like this." Her words were, of course, referring to the mask of anger and annoyance she'd become all too familiar with wielding as a shield to protect herself. She wouldn't wish her messy thoughts and constant anxiety on an enemy, much less..... Vikram.

This idiot just didn't know when to let her just be an anxious mess, did he?! He said his parents would love her, and she retorted with a look that very much read her disbelief. He said it wasn't important, earning an eye roll. Of course it was important! And it was just one more thing to add to her list of things to panic about. When he brought up their secret vacation, Csuri hesitantly nodded, a small frown on her lips. Where was he going with this? He brought up her worries then, that she'd thought he'd break up with her after spending a whole week alone with her.... and he was (unfortunately) correct that he hadn't. Apparently it'd even given him a new patronus memory. That was a bit of a sore spot, since she still couldn't cast one with any sort of corporeal shape. They always just... fizzled out.

She leaned into his hand when he stroked her cheek, a teeny bit annoyed by how good he was at talking her out of anxiety attacks. He continued on, saying that he "just knew". What the heck did that mean?! Was it like she "just knew" that she'd be terrible at everything he was mentioning? As he kept speaking, Csuri's gaze dropped from his. She was always really awkward about compliments, and something about Vikram's shower of them was making her feel all weird inside. "We're literally always at each other's throats, Vikram. That's not occasional loudness." Unfortunately for her, the words spilled out in more of an insecure mumble, but at the same time, his words were worming into her brain.

Csuri shuffled uncomfortably as he carried on, this time talking about the walls she'd so carefully built up. He claimed he didn't see his time connected with her a prison sentence, but something more.... romantic. Or maybe cheesy. He called her a neurotic mess (true) and himself a goofy idiot (even more true), then kissed her. "It's just.... this is a lot. A-and it wasn't part of my ******** bingo card this year... or maybe ever. I've never even held a baby before, and now I'm expected to just.... have one?" The only other thought could possibly to put the baby for adoption, but she couldn't do that. Not to some innocent kid. She'd endured it, and apparently not very well. Then again, babies did get adopted a lot faster than weird five-year-olds. Csuri shook her head to clear her thoughts, before letting out a heavy exhale. "I just don't know what to do," she confessed, her voice barely a whisper.

When Vikram agreed that he was also surprised by the news, Csuri nodded. "And worse, I think Hes knew! She practically threatened to drag me to the hospital wing this morning!" She clucked her tongue. "Silly half-vampires, right?" A nervous grin left her, a shift in her emotions. It was weird to think her friend likely knew about this long before she did. But after her confession of worry, Vikram guided her gaze back to him. He said they'd figure everything out together, then added it would need a lot of reading and research. "Oh man, I don't know if I can add anymore books to that library table. It won't be long before it snaps in half from my studies." Her voice was still a little shaky, but at least it was a little bit of a laugh slipped through.

She was a little concerned that her bookshelf at home may not be able to hold too many more books. Perhaps if she moved her textbooks somewhere else? But unless that was to her dresser or her desk, she may just have to try and afford another bookshelf. Her thoughts about squishing another shelf in her room was interrupted by Vikram saying he would be with her the whole way. "I mean, sure, for the last month of school, I guess. But unless you want to try for both of us to squish on my single bed, it may be a little easier to just meet up sometimes." Of course, she fully anticipated trying to figure things out from the comfort and safety of her home. Gods, how was she supposed to explain this to Baba? Or Brianna?! They'd be so disappointed in her.... Csuri's little joking fell flat, her face sinking into a small frown, gaze dropping to the floor as the gravity of the situation settled in again.

As Csuri started to immediately worry about every single day of her upcoming future, Vikram started to try and deflect. Of course, her mind was already whirring about a thousand miles a minute. She mentioned her living situation, earning a gesture of idiocy from Vikram. Her words fell quiet as he sighed, letting him speak. He called her a bunch of cheesy names, then said she could just stay with him. He even tried to tempt her with a bookshelf! He also mentioned needing a doctor, which Csuri hadn't even begun to think about yet.

He stroked her cheek, but she sent him a stern frown, her gaze annoyed beneath furrowed brows. "Yea, right. Firstly, I'm not moving in with you. I've never met your family and it'll be so awkward. I can just stay at my house. Two, using a bookshelf as a bribe is cheating. Three, I was going to figure out the doctor stuff. I'm sure the NHS website has some information. And four," She waggled four fingers toward him. "When's the last time you've ever seen me not worry about things? I'll be worrying about this on top of NEWTs, thank you very much." But he was right about one thing. She had to get back to studying.... but maybe after dinner. She checked her watch, then huffed. "Want some curry and naan?" Fully expecting an affirmative, she led him by the hand over toward the door, preparing to drag him to the kitchens so she could cook.