kurt.
It would be a lot easier if Blaine wasn’t so nice about it- no name calling? Not demanding explanation? No, just manners. He was making this harder than it should be. “I just need to think for a minute, it’s ok, I wont be gone long anyway.” This was a more troubling evening than he signed up for.
“Just don’t touch anything?” He isn’t really waiting for a reply as he crosses to the door and slips out. There’s vending machines down the hall, he can get some water at least and think by himself before having this talk. It feels like quite a lot of time passing by though in reality it’s less than ten minutes before Kurt is reigning himself in and making the walk back to their room.
He’s screwed, truly, but at least he can be honest about the situation. Worst case scenario this gets out and he’s mocked as much as the no bullying policy will allow for believing in magic and no one will be the wiser.
Blaine nods and thumbs the side of his nose and sniffles trying to act as casual as possible about a rather bewildering situation. Hazel eyes toss a glance to Kurt’s back as he retreats out of the room. Left alone with what’s remaining on the floor and his curiosity? All he can do is tilt his head to the side, cross his arms over his chest and not touch anything.
He listens, of course. Why would he want to risk messing with some cosmic weirdness he has no idea what would happen if he did anyway? Not that any of this was much to freak out about. And he wasn’t freaking out per say. Baffled. He was baffled. That’s a better word for it. What was Kurt working on anyway? It probably was breaking some sort of etiquette to ask but he really wanted to know.
If he had the slightest clue at what he was looking at other than it was some sort of ritual? Maybe he could figure it out. But..nope. He was out of his element on this one by a long shot. Blaine was in the same spot Kurt left him–not touching anything when he heard Kurt coming up behind him. “So… Um–. Am I allowed to ask a few questions? Or.. Is that a no-no?”