Kurumi had allowed herself a week to sort out her thoughts and get herself back into some sort of routine, which she had thankfully found thanks to her housemates - although none of them were aware of this. The hardest part had actually been talking to Selina...especially after the shocked expression and words she had received during and after the opening feast. Selina was, and always would be, Kurumi's best friend...so what she had to say matter a lot to her and while she knew the red head really was just trying to cheer her up...the feelings were still lingering.

So...here Kurumi was. Still in some sort of metaphorical limbo about herself. Her self identity wasn't crushed, exactly, but confused and lost were probably the right words. She wasn't seeking sympathy from Professor Bentley. Failures and those who did not meet expectations didn't deserve it. No, all Kurumi wanted to do was come, apologize, and leave.

When it was her turn to enter, she dragged her feet into the office and didn't entirely close the door nor sit down. Not that she usually went right for the seats anyway. She always waited to be told to take a seat because it was polite. "Hello...professor," Kurumi said somewhat half heartedly.