[Smothered into the lapel of a jacket he doesn't recognize - one that smells too much like dry cleaner fluid and not enough like the cigarette-and-incense haze of the Cottage - but full of relief, of thankfulness. He closes his eyes and tightens his grip, tries to just feel every atom of this, but- there, in the back of his head: a brush of anxiety, keeping him from burrowing into that old comfort. He grips Eliot's jacket tighter, a protest against his own instincts, but it only gets stronger. Brow creasing, he pulls back a few inches and looks up (and up).]
Hey. [Quiet, his eyes searching. Eliot looks... awful, honestly, worse than Quentin had noticed in the first rush of shock, worse than the bonfire's flickering light had shown. But there's something else there, something tense and withholding that he can't read.] What's wrong?
[He just assumes it has something to do with why El looks like he's been through a spin cycle and mentioned the potentiality of being dead. Which... is still something Quentin needs to mentally process, once he's done being torn between building panic and complete disassociation.]
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Hey.
[Smothered into the lapel of a jacket he doesn't recognize - one that smells too much like dry cleaner fluid and not enough like the cigarette-and-incense haze of the Cottage - but full of relief, of thankfulness. He closes his eyes and tightens his grip, tries to just feel every atom of this, but- there, in the back of his head: a brush of anxiety, keeping him from burrowing into that old comfort. He grips Eliot's jacket tighter, a protest against his own instincts, but it only gets stronger. Brow creasing, he pulls back a few inches and looks up (and up).]
Hey. [Quiet, his eyes searching. Eliot looks... awful, honestly, worse than Quentin had noticed in the first rush of shock, worse than the bonfire's flickering light had shown. But there's something else there, something tense and withholding that he can't read.] What's wrong?
[He just assumes it has something to do with why El looks like he's been through a spin cycle and mentioned the potentiality of being dead. Which... is still something Quentin needs to mentally process, once he's done being torn between building panic and complete disassociation.]