It was really just-- [And Quentin snaps his mouth shut, because that was probably just a rhetorical question and there's really no one who needs to know that it's mostly because Matt is wearing sunglasses, in the dark, inside a church, like he's Neo. Only, without the coat.] Nevermind. Uhm, for magic?

[Because maybe Matt didn't hear that? As if being blind and being deaf are two sides of the same coin, when he knows perfectly well that it isn't. Knows that dean Fogg was no less of a powerful magician, just because the Beast tore his eyes out. He clears his throat and tries again, going back to sorting through the debris when Matt does.]

I don't mind? It's-- no, I just need the raw materials. I. I mean, I pretty good at mending things? With magic? So, just finding all the pieces is really all I need. In theory. I've never actually tried to mend anything like this before.