Oh, uh. Quentin.

[He says it like he's answering a pop quiz, and only barely recalled the answer.]

And, I mean- honestly? [His shoulders crook up, a bit sheepish. Everything about this situation is horrifically uncomfortable, but it's not like that's new.] I'm kind of used to weird, so that... probably helps.

[As well as the fact that he's completely compartmentalizing his panic right now to deal with being very recently deceased.]

This place actually sort of reminds me of somewhere, from back home.