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Kurt was enjoying the break between classes and had been spending a good bit of his time ~~handwavely~~ working on some new recipes to see what might work for a dorm-wide cook off sometime. But he wasn't feeling like being couped up inside today and so Kurt had made his way out onto the grounds and was near the pond. He had intended to do some training and work on the new teleportation trick he had read about a few days ago. But for now, he was enjoying the day and jut being outside. There would be time to work and train later. It was too nice of a day to not take the time and enjoy it for a bit.

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"Hello, Kurt."

Libby was also of the opinion that days like this (or most days, really) were meant to be spent outside, even when it wasn't just an excuse to escape restless Littles swarming at your ankles, and was pleased to see she wasn't the only one, if the smile on her face that went with the greeting was any indication.

"Oh, hey Libby!" Kurt said with a grin as he looked over. "How have you been?"

Libby's shoulders lifted in a shrug. "Pretty okay," she reported. "A little restless without any classes, but I figured a walk might help with that. How have you been doing?"

She tried not to think about the fact that they didn't really seem to run into each other as much these days, but they were both probably just...busy, with other things...

"Doing alright. Managed to finish all my classes so that is a good thing!" he said with a laugh. "Curious what next semester will be like and what classes they will have for us."

Kurt was silent for a moment. It had been a while since they had really talked much out of class... or at all really. He gave Libby a shy smile.

"Feel like taking a break?" he asked as he patted the grassy patch he was sitting on. "I got some stuff to feed the ducks if you want" he added holding up the bag of bread crumbs and heels he had been saving up.

"Well, I can't just move on knowing I'd be missing out on feeding ducks if I dod!" Libby remarked with a small laugh, because it was true, that was just something you dodn't say no, too.

Even if she did add, a little more reluctantly, "If you don't mind the company, anyway."

Because it had been a while since they'd really talked out of class, and she couldn't help wondering if it was something she'd done or said without realizing it, because she still didn't understand social cues and how people worked, but that Kurt was too nice or polite to call her out on it...

And maybe he was just being nice and polite by inviting her to join him.

Yeah.... Kurt wasn't the best at it either. This had been the first time he had ever been accept by people who were 'normal' and who were not judging him for being a mutant and for being so different. He was so used to spending most of his life hiding who he was and not letting himself be his true self. It got kinda messy as times.

"I would love the company," Kurt said with a shy yet sincere grin, almost adding a 'especially your company' to that but didn't. Instead he held out the bag for her. "Feeding the ducks is always more fun when you do it with a friend."

Libby found it a little easier to smile back with the rush of relief that came with that answer, which definitely seemed more than just what would be required for nice and polite.

"I wonder," she postulated thoughtfully as she took the bag and considered the ducks, "if it makes any difference to them."

And after she dipped her hand in the bag for some crumbs, she made sure to scatter them a little bit off to the side, just to appreciate the complaining quacks from the ducks as they were forcibly required to waddle over to relocate for their meal.

"They probably don't care so long as they are getting a free meal," Kurt said as he took a handful of his own and tossed it out on the other side as more ducks came waddling over. "But I do think they like having people come see them."

Kurt gave a small smile as he thought back on his memories for a moment before turning to look at Libby.

"We used to feed the ducks all the time back home. We had chickens and ducks on our farm so it was a little different than this, but there were some wild ducks we would go see at times too. It was always so much fun."

"Well, now you're just going to go and make me homesick," Libby laughed a little. Teasing, mostly. Because she really felt homesick most of the time these days, anyway. "Although wild ducks wouldn't last long around our place, between Daddy and Just and Ruth and Boaz...

"Those are our hunting dogs," she clarified. "I don't know if I've told you about them before."

"You've mentioned them in passing" Kurt said. "I had a dog on the farm but he was more for herding the few sheep and goats we had than for hunting."

He gave Libby a somewhat understanding smile.

"It is hard to be away from home and what you are familiar with isn't it?" he asked softly. "Have you.... have you been able to talk to them lately?"

"Grandma Jean still sends letters every week," Libby offered, with a soft smile back but most of her attention on meeting the demands of some bread-less ducks who were letting their unfortunate status known. "She says we have a lot of catching up to do, and sends me a little bit of an allowance and pictures of baby Hope. Oh, Kurt," she couldn't help gushing as she looked at him now, "she's already getting so big, I can barely believe it's her! And obviously Zo and I have been texting so much I'm afraid one of Grandma Jean's letters will be chastising me about the phone plan..."

Then she went a little quiet, like a train running out of steam.

"But not any of my siblings..."

And definitely not her father, but she couldn't bring herself to say that out loud. And sje was starting to feel a lump in her throat that she tried desperately to swallow down. Because that would just figure, wouldn't it? Here she was, finally having a nice moment with Kurt again, just feeding the ducks and enjoying each other's company, and she had to go and nearly ruin it by getting so emotional.

So she very quickly turned it toward him.

"What about you? You're always keeping up with Logan and the Professor and Storm and all of them, right? What about your parents?"

"I can imagine. I haven't ever been around little ones much, but Mutti and Vati always said I grew like a weed" Kurt said with a fond smile. "They said it was like I was toddling around barely able to walk and then in no time I was trying to teleport across the playroom" he added with a laugh.

"We have been keeping in touch. They call almost every week and I've been sending letters back to the team when I can remember to" he said sheepishly. "Logan keeps saying he is going to come for a visit sometime...." Kurt said that with an expression that was half excited half worried.

Libby's smile warmed a little, glad not only for the effective shift of attention off of her own problems, but also just because she would never not be charmed by picturing Kurt as a Little, porting around and causing all kinds of trouble and making her feel grateful that, no matter how rambunctious they got, she at least never had to contend with any of her siblings having superpowers!

But the look on Kurt's face at the end just made her laugh.

"Oh," she assured him, "I'm sure it wouldn't be all that bad. And by the sound of it, at least the local bars will end up appreciating him being around."

"He has a healing factor" Kurt said with a laugh. "He pretty much can't get drunk... or he'd have to drink enough to kill a normal person to get to that point. He could drink the bars dry if he really wanted to!"

He gave it some thought and then gave a thoughtful nod.

"It would be fun to have him around for a bit. Any of the team really. I miss them all."

"I remember you did say something," Libby recalled lightly, with a tilt of her head, "about possibly going back to visit at some point."

Visiting, for her, would be far too complicated, but it was probably a whole lot less so for Kurt.

"I had thought about it for this break this week but I dont' think it would be long enough. Actually... I know it wouldn't be long enough" he said with a smile. "Maybe, if we get a break after the summer term is over, I might go back to visit for a couple weeks. May also see if Logan and The Professor make good on their 'threats' to come check up on me sometime too."

Libby grinned a little at that. "Still...even just a week would probably be nice," she said. "Probably not any less than that, though. You'd probably feel like ypu'd have to just pick up and turn right back around as soon as you got there!"

"Aye, that's the truth!" Kurt agreed. "Especially since there at least 5 or 6 of the team that would want to catch up and hang out. Anything less than a week would be far too hectic."

He gave Libby a somewhat concerned look as his smile softened a little.

"What about you? Any plans of going back home for a visit? Or looking to have someone come here for a visit?"

Libby shrugged her shoulders again, a little of the amusement draining out of her smile, although she still kept it firmly in place. "Not really," she said. "It's....kind of complicated, really."

It might have been fine to go visit her grandmother, but, if she was honest, Libby was half afraid that if she went home, something would happen and she wouldn't be able to come back.

"I know Zo's dying to visit, though," she allowed, gaining a little of that mirth back with her admiration for her friend.. "I'm honestly surprised she hasn't tried to just talk her parents into just letting her come to school here, too."

"I'm sorry its so difficult for you to get back. I understand how that can be at times" Kurt said with a soft, reassuring smile. "I am sure it would be amazing to have Zo come visit" he said with a grin, hoping to make Libby smile again. "She sounds like she would be a lot of fun to hang out with!"

Libby kind of wondered if anyone could really understand what it was like, what she was giving up just to be here, everything she was ruining, and she felt that keen stab of guilt over her selfishness, even if an even deeper part of her knew that things were probably already heading that way, anyway.

It was much, much easier to just focus on Zo right now, and that was what she did, with enthusiasm.

"Oh, I love Zo," she gushed. "She's amazing, she really is. But I guess I might be a little biased, she's the first friend I've ever had."

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