[Because it's only when Peter actually opens the door, and maybe Quentin really hadn't expected him to, but there he is. And he's holding a blanket?
That's-- what is that?
And then it hits him-- what can he, Quentin, say right now? I think I touched a rock and dreamed of you? There's really no good way to phrase that, that isn't going to sound vaguely weird and kind of stalker-ish.
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[Because it's only when Peter actually opens the door, and maybe Quentin really hadn't expected him to, but there he is. And he's holding a blanket?
That's-- what is that?
And then it hits him-- what can he, Quentin, say right now? I think I touched a rock and dreamed of you? There's really no good way to phrase that, that isn't going to sound vaguely weird and kind of stalker-ish.
So.
Quentin clears his throat and just--]
Did you see the lights outside?