For the past week Kurt felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders and more things seemed to make him smile around here than they used to. Kitty, in particular. He grinned easily when she caught sight of her and couldn't help but laugh after she relayed her news. "Wicked's fish?" he asked, not quite disbelieving. He wasn't even sure if he ought to be that surprised; that sounded like Wicked. Before she could confirm he pressed on, his smile fading just a little as he tried to ask casually, "How long will you be gone?" They hadn't really talked more about them since her apartment (or kissed anymore, actually, but Kurt was trying not to dwell too much) and while things seemed great, it was something he did want to talk about. But he wasn't going to press the issue.