Something Kurt's thankful for, honestly. There are too many emotions and jumbling thoughts for him to focus on a singular thing right now. Until his shadow begins asking a series of questions. (At least it's not in rapid succession!)

"Hold on," he insists, raising a hand for emphasis, although golden irises fleetingly glance toward that other tail before returning to those inky eyes. "Tell them what? The only thing I know at the moment is that I have 'resilience' on my side."

Unless, of course, his virtue's all that he needs. "Or is that it? I'm confused." Another pause, "I must admit, I'm feeling bewildered by this whole situation." He doesn't want to end up with another slaver planet incident on his plate and add more weight to that Catholic guilt of his.