Somewhere nearby Quentin is not intervening. instead he's casually slurping something sweet from an all-too-big cup and watching the girl laughing hysterically as she wails on a clown. Even if hating clowns is kind of cliche there's no shortage of entertainment in watching people take their feelings out on them.

"You know if you kill him I think you'll get recolored." He shrugs. "Maybe it'll be worth it though, I dunno what you have against clowns."