[Quentin cups his hands around the cup, for warmth and comfort maybe and blows on it.]
I like the plain black one the best, but. We're dead, right. If now it's the time to be adventurous, when is? Also, we don't know what's going to happen, so. I figured this is my one chance to taste all of them.
[Eliot came back. Came back on the ferry and not waking up in the church, and he's off living with someone else. But just knowing that dying here doesn't erase someone from existence... it helps.
A little.
He quirks a smile over the edge of his cup.]
Hi. I'm Quentin. And what kind of coffee do you like?
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[Quentin cups his hands around the cup, for warmth and comfort maybe and blows on it.]
I like the plain black one the best, but. We're dead, right. If now it's the time to be adventurous, when is? Also, we don't know what's going to happen, so. I figured this is my one chance to taste all of them.
[Eliot came back. Came back on the ferry and not waking up in the church, and he's off living with someone else. But just knowing that dying here doesn't erase someone from existence... it helps.
A little.
He quirks a smile over the edge of his cup.]
Hi. I'm Quentin. And what kind of coffee do you like?