"I just... I can't wrap my mind around it. I don't think he's crazy. Trust me, I've seen a lot of people struggle with illnesses in my job... Not that one specifically, but I've seen people with major depression who hurt themselves, or people who hear voices claiming to be God telling them to do really horrible shit. I've seen all that... But nothing like this. It's horrible. Kurt's awesome, and I'm not much of a judge of male hotness, but my BFF seems to think Kurt is the very epitome of it." He sighed softly, seconds seeming to pass like hours as they waited.

"It's shit like this that makes me regret the guy I was before... Before Blaine and everything else. You gotta wonder who you set off by treating them like shit... If they ended up in a situation like Kurt's. If they're okay now. It sucks... I guess it's like any illness, sometimes it comes back and rears its head, but it sucks that they can't just leave him alone." With a deep breath he looked at Quinn. It had only been a few minutes, but it felt like forever. What the hell was going on in there?

"Do... Do you seriously think he's gonna dump Blaine?" Puck asked, preparing himself for the worst, and not even sure totally that he knew what the worst was. "It's gonna break his heart... I've never seen him like this before. I don't... How do you help somebody deal with something like that?"