Wasn't it? [He raised an eyebrow dubiously at Kurt. He pauses to consider it before shrugging dismissively.] I guess I took it as kind of more determined than hostile.

[He glances away, apparently having an inner debate over something, and then looks back to Kurt.] You know. If you ever need to talk. Even if you're on the other side of the state... or a few states away, I think, you can just, sort of... focus your thoughts at me. Even without knowing where I am. It'll find me.

Unless you prefer waiting for me at lunch so you can storm over and ambush me. [Quentin smirks, the words obviously teasing.

It was actually kind of... nice, the fact that Kurt cared enough to come hunt him down, that he'd been hoping to speak to him since the morning. He didn't really understand why that gave him weird butterflies, but it did.]