"Ehhh, sorta. He's Jock-adjacent with a strong nerd foundation," Quentin shrugs.

He narrows his eyes, incensed by the implication that he might be afraid. "I'm not afraid of those fucking Zara Zombies! He's MY boyfriend. I'll find him!" enveloped in a shroud of pink undulating energy Quentin lifts himself off the ground.

"You stay away from my Kyle. You could make yourself useful and keep this place secure or, oh I dunno. Go find Carter. He was with us down there too. Or have you forgotten about him, like all you Alpha Release relics do when you're done with your pet projects."