"Hey! I am thinking clearly," Quentin laughs, tilting his head. "I'm just not-- I can't feel if I'm scared anymore. I think that's it, maybe."

The total lack of fear, the bubbling of laughter in his belly? Could be the same thing.

"But you know what? Once I'm... not quiet so happy? I'll come find you and we can go in to the woods. How about that?"