He looked down at her thoughtfully for a few long moments. Was this something he really wanted to try?

Since the heart attack... No, even before that. Since he'd met her. Since he'd started coming out of the quiet, familiar routine that took him from home to work and back again, with the occasional break for a night out with the guys or football game, he had started to feel, well, restless. Like the world was so much bigger than the little circle he'd drawn in it and made his.

He'd worn a groove in his life. A rut. Kurt, finally coming out, and bringing Carole and Finn into their lives, had started to change his patterns. The heart attack had jolted something in him awake, too. Maybe this was how Kurt felt when he talked about how much he needed to get out of Lima...

And he could do some real good with this. He was pretty thick-skinned, as Carole had said. (Well, it hurt when people said things about his kid, just pitched so he could hear them, in the grocery store or whatever. But he let it roll off him. Because he got to go home to that kid and know how awesome his kids really were. If he did this, he knew there'd be a whole new stage for narrow-minded people to poke at Kurt, and it wasn't as if Finn wouldn't be affected, either.

And yet, this idea was really starting to sound kinda exciting, too. A chance to DO good, instead of talking about it.

"Yeah," he said quietly. "I kinda think I do."