Quentin just looks smug the way he does every time he reduces someone to cursing at him.

It's a short lived victory though when he realizes Kyle's not so near at hand as he was thinking. In fact, now that he thinks more about Kyle the haze of this warpath seems to have eaten up more time than he was aware of. Just how long as Kyle been gone anyway? "He is! He's right over— uh... he was in active wear when I parted the Karen Sea," he mutters. "He's around!" But even ask he insists as much he's looking for him. Scanning the crowd below as fast as his mind can.