Kurt watched her intently, even if there was a look on his face that indicated he wasn't sure how confident he was in any of this. Something halfway between helpless and passive judging of what she was saying. "There was..." He swept his hand out in front of him and waved it back and forth a little, floundering for the words. It wasn't like he was skilled in talking about this at all. "Touching... mutual... and stuff."

His eyes widened just a little as he watched her get up and pace, clearing his throat and brushing his tongue over his lips to wet them. "I was just as much a bitch, but I was only being honest. She never liked honesty. She never liked being told she was anything but perfect and adored by all... and I just never adored her. I despised that because of her, I never had a chance in Glee Club. I despised what she did to Finn. It was hard enough for me in school to catch a fucking break, but every time I tried to get a leg up in Glee, she was there to tear it down because she felt entitled to be the one in the lead all the damn time. So I gave up and moved on to the Cheerios... at least, until you took over. By then, you were willing to give me chances, but I was so screwed in the head I tried turning you down all over the place. You were the best thing that happened to that school, though. Blaine was pissed by what she said. We talked about it, and he doesn't want to let anything damage what we have... My head was just short-circuiting by then anyway. Wondering if he maybe he should just listen to her. She said I belonged on RuPaul's Drag Race."