He hadn't been ridiculously convinced by her statement, but Kurt smiled and nodded his head in agreement anyway; it wasn't that he didn't believe they would be able to do as he'd said, yet there was always this tiny voice in the back of his head, niggling away at his optimism. For now, it felt best to simply carry on with the conversation as smoothly as possible.

Reaching to take the offered cup, the blue boy clasped it between his hands and brought it close to his chest to inhale the sweet aroma. He brought the beverage up to blow away the steam, taking a tentative sip so as not to burn his mouth. "Nightmares," he murmured around the rim of the mug, honey-tinted irises flashing with anxiety at his own blunt response.

"... what about you?"