"You're not going to the funeral?" Finn asks, a deep frown marring his face. "But everyone's going to be there and you were his-"

"I know." Kurt says, holding up his hand so Finn will stop assaulting him with words he's heard before. "But I - I can't, Finn!"

"What's it gonna look like? If everyone from glee is there, but you're not?"

"Rachel's not going," Kurt argues, knowing it's a weak argument at best. Rachel went to New York and has barely looked back.

"Rachel wasn't in love with him, Kurt! You can't-"

"Just leave me alone, Finn!"

After a moment, that's what Finn does, throwing up his hands and stomping away, like he hasn't laid on enough guilt already.

A minute later, the footsteps come back, softer this time, but with a solidness that tells Kurt it isn't Tina or even Mercedes. A deep voice says, "I didn't go to my Nana's funeral back in August. Didn't want anyone to see me cry."

"Do you regret not going?"

"Yeah," Puck says simply. "You think you will?"

"Maybe," Kurt admits, even though he doesn't want to. "But his mom told Carole it's open casket."

It must take Puck a minute to make the connection that Kurt left hanging in the air because his silence is followed by a sharp breath. "See it to believe it, huh?"

Kurt nods. "I'm afraid if I start believing it..."

"What? You'll cry? Dude, you cried that one time Finn jumped off the back of the couch. Everyone's seen you cry."

"Finn made my cake fall, and no. I'm afraid I'll, I don't know, go insane." Kurt shrugs one shoulder hopelessly and the funny thing is, he can kind of see it. What he'll do, what he'll say, how angry Blaine's family will be for pulling focus from their son.

"So stick by me," Puck offers, like they're better friends than they are.

"Why?"

"Because," Puck explains, holding out his hand like he wants Kurt to take it, "I dated Santana for, like, a year. I know a little something about talking down crazy gays."

Kurt wants to laugh at the statement, but he can't. Instead he just nods and folds his hand into Puck's. He's surprised that it's not any bigger than his.