[ 'And you're a good king,' Quentin wants to say--he should say--but he finds himself breaking eye contact to fixate on his goblet, breathing out slowly, lips parted as he tries to simultaneously calm himself. ]
I know you aren't, Eliot. I really did come here just to check on you.
[ 'But now it's different, now I'm realizing how much I haven't processed, and it's going to come out of me like a torrent if I'm alone and I desperately don't want that.' ]
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I know you aren't, Eliot. I really did come here just to check on you.
[ 'But now it's different, now I'm realizing how much I haven't processed, and it's going to come out of me like a torrent if I'm alone and I desperately don't want that.' ]