[Quentin arrives 10 minutes late, and has to push past a few people to slide in to a seat next to Riku. Not because he has to, or because he thinks Riku might need the encouragement, but because watching from the door, a familiar face in a sea of faces, was the only thing that could make his feet move.
He pulls out his tablet and starts writing down in bullet points - the stuff that seems important and the stuff that he wants to ask more about. It's not an easy thing to do, without elbowing the people sitting closest to him and Riku didn't pick seat at the very back of the room, where almost no one would notice something like that.]
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He pulls out his tablet and starts writing down in bullet points - the stuff that seems important and the stuff that he wants to ask more about. It's not an easy thing to do, without elbowing the people sitting closest to him and Riku didn't pick seat at the very back of the room, where almost no one would notice something like that.]