As Mike began to explain why he and Puck hadn't immediately come to get Kurt, Puck just nodded along dumbly before something in him snapped and he realized there was a pretty good chance that he better start talking, too, or he'd find himself missing important parts of his anatomy. Blaine was his best friend, and Kurt had always, always trusted him to to look out for him. And in some small way, while he'd been trying to look out for him as he always did, he'd managed to somewhat betray Kurt's trust, too, breaking the long held promise that if any of them found themselves discovering Blaine on the island, Kurt would know before anyone else.

Just as he opened his mouth to start to explain, Kurt was bitchplsing them at a level Puck had never seen before. But this was Blaine. Kurt didn't fuck around when it came to Blaine, no matter what. Still, Puck knew that Kurt would be expecting an explanation from all of them, and he owed him that much. "Kurt, we did what we thought we had to do to protect B... Maybe it was the wrong choice, but even Dr. C thought it might be too much of a shock to the system for him to see you right away after... after everything. But... We should've told you... I'm really sorry, Kurt."

The truth was, Puck still didn't know that getting Kurt right away would've been the best choice for Blaine at the time. But Kurt was right on one point... The fact that Blaine was his husband, either way, and it wasn't their choice to make for him. Quietly, Puck stepped back out of the way just a little, convinced that Kurt was waiting for his moment to rip them both to shreds.