Mercedes watched Puck quietly, her eyes looking over his face. "That's a hell of a secret to have to carry 'round with you, babe," she pointed out quietly. There was nothing accusatory in it, though. Just merely observational. "Nick? As in Nick and Jeff? He's with Quinn? That's... that's... but they're married back home. I mean, granted, it ain't been a smooth ride, but they're still together. Nothing was ever a smooth ride for anyone after everything. Ain't a single damn one of us figured anything out after Kurt died. I just thought Quinn woulda been more... curious, I guess. 'Bout where she ended up in the future, asked more questions. I guess this place really does change you, huh? And somehow I gotta figure it out... somehow gotta figure out how the hell I can see Kurt in person after I've lived with talking to his gravestone for two years. It was such a nice gravestone too. Blaine had lil silver stars embedded all over it with a tiny gold heart in one corner. But you... well, you know that. I'm so confused right now, I'm sorry..."

Her voice hitched and more emotion tickled in her throat. "I think I need to lie down or something, I ain't feeling so good. This is just... I-I need time. I dunno how I'm gonna do any of this, but I need time."