"Where's Sam?" Kurt asked again, but nobody could bring themselves to answer. The room had gone quiet. Even the hunters near the tray had stopped moving.
Riley looked around at each face in sequence, reading the room. "What's going on?" she asked but got nothing as well.
Kurt's gaze moved through the room until it found Rook, and when it landed, it stayed. One quiet word left his lips and it wasn't a request.
"Talk."
Rook exhaled slowly through his nose. He stepped forward, and for a moment he just stood there. He was quiet for a moment, choosing his words, before he let it out.
"When you left," he said, "Sam was still unconscious."
Kurt's jaw clenched. He knew this when he left for Cassandra's but he did so anyway, and worse, he did so without checking in. He told himself it was urgent, that he'd explain when he got back.
"She woke up about six hours after you left," Rook continued. "First thing she asked was where you were."
