Oh... that was why Kurt hadn't noticed such a pretty girl before, she was new. His expression fell, eyebrows coming together slightly. "I'm sorry. I've been here for... nearly two weeks now." He had to think back for a moment there.

It was amazing though--he'd made two friends he'd nearly cried over in the span of two weeks. But he'd unwillingly shared his secret with Terry, Kon, Peter... and their acceptance of him was unconditional and nearly automatic. How could he not be fast friends with good people like that?

"I don't know if you know what it's like here... but yeah. My roommate was one of my lifelines. After this whole thing happened," Kurt pointed at the fading shadow of his black eye and the black line on his lip indicating it had been split a few days ago. "He said he wasn't going to let me go out by myself anymore. He was that kind of guy--who didn't blame me for not fighting back."

He paused, looking back down at his hands. "You might not want to promise anything before you find out what's wrong with me," he said with a weak smile. It might get his hopes up.