[ Eliot’s face remains remarkably impassive, despite the feelings that kick up inside. ]

As if you wouldn’t have done the exact same thing if our roles were different.

[ He thinks. He hopes. Either way, he didn’t really save Quentin at all, did he, just doomed him to something worse. They could have saved Quentin from the Monster. ]

Something is always going to fuck us over, Quentin. I gave up thinking we had a happy ending, you should try to do the same.