"How is he?"
"He's fine."
"But he's still not woken up yet?"
"He's fine."
"What if he's not, though?"
"Rachel! Please!"
"...sorry."
"Darling. Blaine. I... Ooh, isn't this weird. I...
".....
"... Well I should go. Um."
"... Mrs Anderson?"
"Yes?"
"I wondered if you'd like to speak about-"
"He's my son, doctor. It's been a week."
"...I understand."
"How... how likely is it that... that he..."
"Probable, Mrs Anderson. Don't lose hope yet."
"Thank you."
"How..."
"He's still asleep, dad."
"Kurt... Kurt, come here."
"Dad. I... I don't know what... What if he... I don't know..."
"I know, kiddo. I've got you. I know."
"... What do you..."
"What do I think?"
"Mm."
"I think Blaine's strong. And he loves you. And he won't let a little thing like a coma keep him away from you."
"Thank you. I think I needed to... Thank you."