Quinn smiled softly, albeit sadly, as she lowered her gaze with a small nod. "Kurt's beautiful. I mean that literally. He's not some ripped, muscular tanned shiny dude with huge white teeth that chicks drool over in pornos... or gay guys. He's beautiful. There's no denying he effeminate, he always has been. When he's well, he's just got all these gorgeous features that make this package of a person who has this presence about him, but you can never quite put your finger on why. He can't see it, though. At all. What we see is not what he sees when he looks in the mirror. I really though Blaine might be the shining light at the end of the tunnel that could maybe help Kurt fight this, even for good. That he could feel that someone cares for him unconditionally."

"But he has just kept slipping and slipping. Blaine's right there, but he will not, for some unknown reason, reach out to hold onto him. He's keeping him at arm's length, and I don't even know if Blaine realises that. Kurt's making all the right noises, and trying to make it work, but... I don't know..." She toyed with her fork for a moment, falling quiet to try and gather her thoughts.

She met Puck's gaze and swept some loose strands of hair from her face. "I hope Kurt relents and tells Blaine the truth if he gets caught, but Kurt might find it easier to just slam the brakes on the whole relationship thing than cope with letting someone into the bulimic fort he has built around himself. The battles we had to fight to get him to even let us in are notorious. He was at a point he would rather let himself be in an horrific mess before letting us help him. Blaine's going to have to fight like we did, I think. But even then, that's a lot to expect of him, or to hope he will want to do. Just because he adores Kurt and obviously cares about him extensively, doesn't mean he is going to want to deal with fighting through all of Kurt's walls. And I have a feeling Kurt might make that choice for him."