I ... Don't think that really matters here. I've met people that aren't magicians and seem to come from everywhere, and, you know how it is when gods are at play.
[ And Eliot sighs. He can tell by Quentin's face more or less what's going through his head, and, god, now he has to deal with the realization that he's paid enough attention to Quentin over time to notice these things. ]
Here, take my arm, help your crippled friend. [ He doesn't wait for Quentin to agree, he just links their arms together. ] I was possessed by a monster and you stabbed my body with a pick axe to get it out.
[ That's more or less all he needs to say. Quentin can fill in the blanks if he has the knowledge, and if he doesn't, then it's a cut and dry story anyway. ]
Just - To be clear. You're from the fortieth timeline, right? You're not ... Quentin-18 or something like that?
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[ And Eliot sighs. He can tell by Quentin's face more or less what's going through his head, and, god, now he has to deal with the realization that he's paid enough attention to Quentin over time to notice these things. ]
Here, take my arm, help your crippled friend. [ He doesn't wait for Quentin to agree, he just links their arms together. ] I was possessed by a monster and you stabbed my body with a pick axe to get it out.
[ That's more or less all he needs to say. Quentin can fill in the blanks if he has the knowledge, and if he doesn't, then it's a cut and dry story anyway. ]
Just - To be clear. You're from the fortieth timeline, right? You're not ... Quentin-18 or something like that?