Um. [ there are a lot of words to process there, so he. needs some time to process it. ] I mean. I do like her. And I do know you. And. And I know it could never be as bad as you're thinking of it. Or making it. Because that's. That's just your brain breaking? Not you being you. Just your brain hurting you. Because it can. Because it wants to.

But dreams aren't--

Shitty choices aren't as much of a thing? In dreams. That's why they're dreams. So. If. If things aren't shitty, then you're not dreaming.

And if you're not terrified all the time, it's not a nightmare.

Also I'm. Really not perfect? Even slightly? Ssso. So.

[ the words die because he isn't even sure what else he could say to convince him. it's then that he remembers though, how bad they are with words. how words always only seem to complicate. how sometimes they need to just shut up and--

he leans in and kisses quentin before he can speak again. ]