"Kurt?"

"I... was just about to go in to see him. Is that okay?"

"Yes. Yes, of course. I just... wanted to talk to you first."

"Oh. Okay."

"I've heard you've given up on New York."

"...I have."

"May I ask why?"

"I can't leave him."

"...Kurt? You know it's not leaving him, don't you?"

"...I can't..."

"Would Blaine want you sitting by his bedside crying over him?"

"...no."

"He's got us. He won't be alone if he wakes up."

"When."

"No, Kurt,if."

"...but..."

"I know. I know it's hard. But this is our reality. I don't want to sit by and watch you suffer. My son wouldn't've liked that."

"... What should I do? What if he wakes up and asks for me?"

"Kurt... It's a huge ask that he'll wake up. It's an even bigger one that he'll remember anything. I'm sorry."

"So, I'm dealing with... with fractions of percentages here?"

"I'm so sorry."

"No, it's... Well, it's not alright but... Thank you, Mrs Anderson."

"Kate."

"... Kate. ... I'm going in now."