Text Cut: Kurumi
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Kurumi's smile winded a bit and her shoulders relaxed more, allowing her hair to fall a little more loosely over them. "That's good," she nodded. Really, she was glad to hear that. It was always nice to know that people were finding their place. There was so much confusion in life, so a little consistency was fantastic - especially when it came to social anxiety. "If...you ever need help, you know, with that...let me know, okay?" She said as she turned her face towards him a little more. "And I don't mean that because I am a prefect."
She simply nodded at his next comment and tugged on the collar of her shirt for a moment. "True, but on the flip side of that, groups shouldn't be exclusive and not allow other people in." That was her take on the whole group dynamic anyway.
Kurumi clapped her hands together, excited that that decision had been made. She did enjoy making sweet things, even if eating them was not exactly on the top of her to do list. Banana boats seemed rather exciting and, well, the Gryffindor was always eager to try new things.
Wait....uh? Oh, right she had been on her way somewhere... "I...actually don't remember where I was going," she laughed, eyeing her bag. "So I suppose it really wasn't all that important." All she really remembered was that she had been planning on studying and that she just didn't want to be in the common room. "I...can go though." Since he had mentioned he liked the seclusion of this particular part of the castle and didn't want to intrude on him.
Emrys was glad, and oh so relieved, that Kurumi was excited about their marshmallow-laden adventure to the Room of Requirement. It was almost electric and he smiled broadly.
A little piece of him, though, wondered what he'd do - today, tomorrow, next week - to ruin it. An itty bitty voice in the back of his mind told him that even if he could make friends, he couldn't keep them. He shook it off, though, deciding that he would savor this conversation, even if it blew up later.
He laughed when she said she couldn't remember but waved his hands at her when she said she could go.
"Oh, no no no no," he said, hoping she wouldn't get up.
"I don't want you to go. I just didn't want to keep from somewhere you needed to be."
Emrys shifted his body so that he faced her, one shoulder against the wall and his legs bent at the knee.
"So, Prefect," he said exaggeratedly.
"Tell me something I don't know about Hogwarts that I should."