Six or seven months? [ His hand wobbles in the air (just estimating) before he waves for Eddie to come along with. Let's have a look around, don't be shy. The second he gets a step out of the man, Quentin holds onto his elbow so they can't be separated in the crowd. All the better for explaining: ] I know it's...a lot. Maybe I'm too optimistic, but it's a hell of a lot better than the last place I was at.

[ The mulled wine tacks on a bit of frankness that he would never, ever add in another circumstance: ] From the look of you, it's better than your last place, too.