[It's a somewhat perplexed apology if only because he's got no idea how to gauge the severity of the situation. But then, oh, this guy's handing him a bag. No time to dwell on the issue. Cool. Works for him.
He drops the hatchet unceremoniously and follows Quentin. Probably should've put it back with the other tools, but, eh. Someone will find it.]
I don't have a job yet. I just showed up to help. Seemed like the thing to do. I, uh. I guess I'm doing okay.
[He's not, and he knows he's not, but his life has been so all over the place in the past few weeks that he's too tired to properly freak out about being whisked off to another dimension or universe or whatever the hell.]
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[It's a somewhat perplexed apology if only because he's got no idea how to gauge the severity of the situation. But then, oh, this guy's handing him a bag. No time to dwell on the issue. Cool. Works for him.
He drops the hatchet unceremoniously and follows Quentin. Probably should've put it back with the other tools, but, eh. Someone will find it.]
I don't have a job yet. I just showed up to help. Seemed like the thing to do. I, uh. I guess I'm doing okay.
[He's not, and he knows he's not, but his life has been so all over the place in the past few weeks that he's too tired to properly freak out about being whisked off to another dimension or universe or whatever the hell.]
You're a doctor then? What's in the bag?
[He's gonna root through it regardless.]