[ Silent and still working slowly, Kurt listens to Varian's explanation, not giving any sign of being particularly affected by it until the teenager is done. Inside, his thoughts are churning around the possibility that what happened to him -- to them both -- is a product of some kind of outside influence besides that of Deerington alone.

After a moment, he carefully sets down the tapes and sighs, rubbing his hand over his face. ]

Thank you for telling me. It does.. [ His mouth twists in a wry smile that fades quickly. ] it feels strangely familiar to know that it was some kind of.. divine providence.