[He recites the final words of the prayer under his breath, momentarily hesitates when he hears Logan's words, then crosses himself with a heavy sigh. Kurt straightens from his slightly bent position and clutches the rosary in his palm, focusing his attention on the stark contrast of white beads twined between the cobalt of his two fingers and thumb. He doesn't expect anyone to understand and Logan is no exception to this rule, but it doesn't ease the ache in his heart when he wonders if God is really listening.
Attempting to swallow past the lump in his throat, he gives a faint shrug of his shoulders and turns to look at his friend with swollen, blood-shot eyes.]
Ja, I believe that he can. Somebody has to be listening, right?
logan *logan* don't crush his dreams, okay???
Attempting to swallow past the lump in his throat, he gives a faint shrug of his shoulders and turns to look at his friend with swollen, blood-shot eyes.]
Ja, I believe that he can. Somebody has to be listening, right?
[It's okay, Logan. He completely understands.]