As much as he wants to share Jean-Paul's levity, the weight of what his partner has experienced settles too heavily into Kurt's thoughts for him to be able to do more than smile thinly, holding tight to the warm mug between his palms.

"So.. San Francisco. And Utopia? And Hope," he murmurs, thinking out loud as he explores back through the years. He turns his head slightly to be able to look down at Jean-Paul leaning against him. "Do you remember rescuing me from Heaven?"

He pauses, frowning as he recalls what he's just been told. "What do you mean, immortal?"