There was a clank as Kurt dropped the makeshift weapon. "Scheiße, are you serious?" he asked, but duh, of course she was. It was more like a rhetorical question. Well, hell! That would have been good to know like, fifteen minutes ago. He didn't want Cindy to get in trouble or anything.
"A drink would be good though," he agreed, letting out a whoosh of air and standing beside her against the wall. He thumped his head a few times, gently, as if that would wake him up from this bizarre dream. "Or maybe we can just have a rain check on that. You shouldn't be on that foot of yours."
Then the image inducer was clicked back on, Kurt's human image covering what he truly was, since they were about to emerge back into The Public Eye.