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[Kurt is usually pretty composed when he posts on the network, but not this time. He looks frantic, exhausted and frankly ill. His head is in his hands, his fingers gripping his usually impeccably-styled hair as he speaks without looking at the camera.]

All of you, please.

Please don't do this. I'm begging you. There has to be something else, there--there just has to be.

[In case it isn't clear what he's talking about... :c]

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[motioned]

[Curious, she walks back, kneeling down to take his hand in hers.]

I'm right here.

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[The different body is still weird, so he doesn't look at her face, but he holds her hand firmly.]

Promise me you'll never let your innocence die.

[It's pretty out of the blue, and even melodramatic-- But he doesn't care. He's wanted to say this to her for a long, long time.]

[motioned]

My innocence?

[It may be irrational, but suddenly she feels self conscious, and looks away from him as well.]

I'm not really sure why it would. Um, did I do something wrong? I mean, I'm just not sure why you're asking...

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No-- No, you didn't do anything wrong. Not a thing.

It's just-- Even in this place, you still have it. You still have light in your eyes. People will try to take it away though, and things will, and...

[He shakes his head.] God, I don't even know what I'm talking about anymore.

[motioned]

Light in my eyes? Of course I do. I mean, I still have friends here, but... Why would people try to take it away?

[Her expression grows more concerned, though still unfamiliar on her temporary features.]

Kurt, is something wrong? I mean, I know what's wrong, but - more than what's obvious, I guess.

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No, nothing's wrong. I'm fine. Don't worry about it.

[He forces a smile.] I'm sorry. I didn't mean to confuse you. Thank you so much for coming by, Ahiru.

[motioned]

[She's tempted to ask him what the matter is, since she's sure there really is something going on - but it makes sense to her that he wouldn't want to tell her, too. Either way, she's certain she wouldn't be able to help him much.

She doesn't say this, though; she gives his hand another squeeze and stands up.]

Thank you for letting me come.