[That... seems like progress. Right? Sure. He doesn't understand like 80% of what she's talking about — except uhhhh whatever she was saying about that Vi person makes him wonder if he misread something about how she acted with him by a pretty big margin — but overall it's a pretty normal experience for him. People don't tend to think their own exposition. Well, he's going to say this counts as progress. Look, he's making this up as he goes.
After a moment, Quentin decides to join her on the floor, loosely crossing his legs, and props one arm on his knee and rests his chin in his palm. Let's see if he can't make this whole process a tiny bit smoother.]
So... you want me to shut up the voices, right? And the, uh, the scribble monsters? Yeah?
[That was never really up for debate. He has eyeballs, okay? There's just the logistics to work out, potentially unrealistic expectations to crush, etc. But waiting on her to get there on her own obviously is going to take about a million years, and by that point their bodies out in the real world will have starved to death or something, which would just be embarrassing.]
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After a moment, Quentin decides to join her on the floor, loosely crossing his legs, and props one arm on his knee and rests his chin in his palm. Let's see if he can't make this whole process a tiny bit smoother.]
So... you want me to shut up the voices, right? And the, uh, the scribble monsters? Yeah?
[That was never really up for debate. He has eyeballs, okay? There's just the logistics to work out, potentially unrealistic expectations to crush, etc. But waiting on her to get there on her own obviously is going to take about a million years, and by that point their bodies out in the real world will have starved to death or something, which would just be embarrassing.]