"Know how you can pay me back? Just answer me about the—" before he can finish his smart ass remark Carter's hugging him and looking at him like that and it's a very weird feeling that Quentin really doesn't know what to do with. "Hey, it's... yeah ok, cool," he mumbles awkwardly patting the kid's back. "You better hop on and we'll see how this goes."

It's weirdly difficult to keep track of Carter as the ride goes around and around. Even if it's not going outrageously fast Quentin could swear sometimes it comes around and the lion isn't even there at all.

Before he can make sense of it though, Carter's hopping off. The real Carter. Or at least the last Carter Quentin remembers and that's about as successful as they could have hoped for.

"Hey! It's you! Regular you! Welcome back! Or forward. Or whatever happened there."