Kurumi eyed Salander as he did some sort of weird dance. Was that his flag dance? Did they have those in Great Britain? Kurumi only knew how to do some dances with fans that she had learned growing up in Japan. Perhaps Salander could teach her sometime.

Kurumi watched as Salander performed her reading about her cockroach cluster question and was rather happy to hear that she would actually create a decent cookie recipe out of those boxes upon boxes of cockroach clusters that she had in her school trunk. She had been afraid to open the boxes recently because she was afraid that they may all, well, run away and leave chocolatey cockroach footprints all over the Gryffindor common room. Her smile widened when Salander mentioned that perhaps she would meet fame on her cookie path. Perhaps she should consider opening a bakery in Diagon Alley. Or, if she ever worked at the Leaky Cauldron, maybe she could just sell her sweets there? "But, I wonder what ingredients actually go with cockroach..." she wondered aloud. It was one thing that the stick was telling her she would find the answer. It was an entirely different thing to actually find said answer.

Thinking her reading was done, Kurumi began to reach for the stick, but stopped when Salander continued to speak. A frown tickled her lips, but not because he had said something wrong, but rather something very right. Was she too involved in other people's problems? She certainly had been last term trying to keep up with all the drama between Katie and Adam. There was also the recent development of Eino dropping his pet cactus from the Owlery and her making a special order for a new one so that, well, Eino wouldn't have to know that he killed Faustus. "Emotional...strain..." she repeated still deep in thought.

What he said next especially caught her attention. Without even having asked the question that she most wanted to know the answer, he was able to provide a reading for her. Ideals tested? Well, she was certainly being tested all over the place. Her trust in her father being one. What she really thought about her role as a witch in the world society. As if Defense Against the Dark Arts hadn't made her want to collapse from mental exhaustion, there was still Mr. Ikenna walking around and making her feel like she could and should be so much more if things were just out in the open. You will likely experience a dramatic psychological and spiritual expansion. Well, that was certainly the way the cookie was crumbling. What sort of negative attachments did she have? The most daunting were those associated with her mother. Perhaps it was time to let those go? Kurumi knew she couldn't do that until she figured out everything that had happened in her family's past. "I'll try my best to avoid those if I can," she smiled giving him a nod. "Thanks, I, um, your reading gave me a lot to think about."