[Changing color, changing him and Quentin just hopes this doesn't mean that the tentacles are coming back. He watches his lantern with wide eyes, and when it doesn't go red, he takes a deep breath and turns his attention back to Duster.]
It is normal. For now. And-- and yours? How's yours? Can-- okay, so. It's good, that you know that these things that you're seeing? They aren't real. Things can be bad here, but not as bad as that.
[Jesus Christ, Coldwater, how is any of this comforting? He squeezes Duster's hand.]
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[Changing color, changing him and Quentin just hopes this doesn't mean that the tentacles are coming back. He watches his lantern with wide eyes, and when it doesn't go red, he takes a deep breath and turns his attention back to Duster.]
It is normal. For now. And-- and yours? How's yours? Can-- okay, so. It's good, that you know that these things that you're seeing? They aren't real. Things can be bad here, but not as bad as that.
[Jesus Christ, Coldwater, how is any of this comforting? He squeezes Duster's hand.]
You're going to be okay.