Yeah, I was afraid of that. I don't know where-- uhm, when? you're from? But where I'm from? Things changing is never a good thing. It's always-- always just one more horrible, shitty thing after another and just when you think it can't possibly get any worse? The universe proves me wrong. Like, every. single. time.

Just look at this place? I mean, I don't mind dying so much, but. This place? The threat of World Eaters and what not? And we can die again? What's up with that? Sure, some people came back, but. Uhm. [So not his thing to say anything about and despite not really knowing Daylight outside of a few texts on the screen, Quentin doesn't want to mention his... problem. So he just busies himself with blowing the ocarina again. At least it keeps his hands busy and stops him from saying too much.]