[It's only when Matt sits down that it clicks in his head- sure he'd seen Matt around the church, wearing dark sunglasses even in the dark but really, some people wore those as some strange sort of fashion statement and Quentin was awful with everything fashion related. Except, this guy sits down weird and is touching all the piles. Oh!]

You can't see. [Which, really, is a stupid thing to say, because Matt is probably well aware of this and there's no one else around he could have been talking to and Quentin hunches his shoulders before realizing that Matt can't see that either. Oh! Again.]

Uhm. So, I've mostly been trying to sort them in to piles that might go together? Like puzzle pieces. Because once I have all the pieces I can-- [okay, magic. Not a big deal in this place, right?] magically mend it? I'm pretty good at fixing things.