[Too pointy canines peek past the blue of his lips, showing his own approval toward Carl's nodding. It's nice that they don't even have to speak to show each other their agreement.

After another mouthful of nuts, he dusts away any excess salt, offering the bag to Carl once more.]

See, I'd almost call them 'peanuts' because of the flavor, but never in my life have I seen a purple nut of any kind. These are oddly smooth in texture, too. Peanuts are like that. Only after they've been deshelled, though. [He rolls some of the legumes in his hand, gliding his thumb over their flat surfaces then tossing them back.

Thankfully for Carl, Kurt's never been easily offended by his friends not introducing him to other people-- specifically those that might disapprove of their companionship. His appearance has always been somewhat of a deal-breaker for most people; he's glad that Carl wasn't one of them.] No reason to apologize. You were looking out for your friends' well-being by making sure you could trust me.

Besides, it's better to get to know a person before-- [pause, a quick clearing of the throat,] before you put your faith in them. [Something he knows all too well and hopes isn't blatantly put on display by the way he drags his fingers across the scars on the back of his hands.]