She's your mother, Wes reasons. And you just found out she's here. He signs casually as they drive, sometimes with one hand off the wheel and sometimes with both, but always focused on the road ahead of them. The path back to the cabin has gotten more treacherous lately, and having only a muddled view of a murky gray world doesn't help things very much. But Wes still considers it like a beacon. It's the first place he's ever been that he thinks truly deserves the word "home."
He can't imagine what he'd do if his own mother showed up. He's not even sure she's still alive. You don't have to be rational right now. You don't have to be anything but surprised, or hurt, or confused. It's okay.
Wes pulls into his usual spot, parking the car on a clear path of escape from the cabin with an easy getaway. He turns to the passenger's seat and urges Kurt in for a kiss. I'll make you tea, and you can tell me whatever you want to say.
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He can't imagine what he'd do if his own mother showed up. He's not even sure she's still alive. You don't have to be rational right now. You don't have to be anything but surprised, or hurt, or confused. It's okay.
Wes pulls into his usual spot, parking the car on a clear path of escape from the cabin with an easy getaway. He turns to the passenger's seat and urges Kurt in for a kiss. I'll make you tea, and you can tell me whatever you want to say.