"Oh, yeah. I can't complain about working for him. It's pretty straightforward work, the pay's good, he's good to work for. You just have to kind of make sure you walk the line. That's the main thing there. But I do like my job. It's like you said... This place gives you opportunities to try new stuff, and I can't really complain about that part. I've been lucky to get what I have, working for the guy I work for. It's definitely something I'm grateful for. But hey, it sounds like being a nurse meant a hell of a lot to you, and you worked hard for it, so there's no real reason you should need to give that up. Especially not with the medical facilities we've got around here. But you're right. High school changes us, even if it shouldn't, and we really shouldn't let it. We do, and after school, we're never the same again. It's just the way it is. Sometimes it's for the better, but other times, it's really very much for the worst." He went quiet then, listening to her. She had been sweet to listen to him, and he was going to afford her the same kindness. "You could be right," he finally admitted quietly. "I don't think I can ever accept the idea that he might not come. It fucking sucks to imagine living here and not seeing him again. He's just... He's my best friend, you know? We went through everything together. But you're right. I couldn't give up on looking after Kurt, or waiting on B."

"No joke," Puck replied. "But he's always been that way. And with good reason. When we were younger, nobody was there to look after him or protect him. I was actually one of the people teasing him, you know? I was awful. But he grew strong and he's one of the bravest people I know. He doesn't need or even really want me looking after him, but he's got it just the same. Because he's my best friend's man. As far as my wife... She's different here, that's for sure. She's been here a long time, and she came from a different time to me... Her life here isn't my life there, so it's almost like you said... like two different people."