“Yeah, right. What am I? Your project de jour? Are you supposed to keep me from going batshit crazy because I feel worthless right now?”
“Not even,” Tonio replied, grabbing his hand again as Kurt began walking back toward the barn. When Kurt scowled, Tonio said, “You’re handsomer when you smile, you know.”
“I’m what?” Kurt said in disbelief.
“Handsome. Okay, maybe not like a movie star but…Anyway, back to the problem you seem to be having. You are notworthless. Yeah, you couldn’t help us haunt George; you couldn’t help us move out here, you can’t do any of the cleaning. That’s just surface, Kurt, and it will change. We’ve all told you that.”
“I know,” Kurt admitted reluctantly.
“Also, you’re not worthless as a person. I think you believe you are, after what George did to you, but you’re not, damn it! If I can see that, why can’t you?”
“I was so…so needy I suppose because I honestly believed he loved me.”