[Quentin can't relate entirely. Sure, he felt something similar with Idie, but he was younger then. And he never did any of this with her either. They were supposed to be forever back then. End game. They had time to move slow. Great job screwing that one up, Quire.
Feeling unwanted, though? Undesirable? That he understands. He hums thoughtfully and absently starts running his fingers through a bit of her long hair that's draped itself over her shoulder.]
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Feeling unwanted, though? Undesirable? That he understands. He hums thoughtfully and absently starts running his fingers through a bit of her long hair that's draped itself over her shoulder.]
... But it's good, right?