Carter's brows crease together and he frowns, "You're not depraved. I hope he doesn't think that....And Quentin really isn't so bad, I thought he would make fun of me for being so shit at my powers but it's actually been pretty good."

He steps off the escalator and motions towards the cookie stand. "Want one?"

"Any idea why David is so hesitant to give Quentin a chance?"