Quentin scowls a little, it soon becomes clear that this is not the face of disappointment in Kyle. This is a face of sympathy. Or at least, vicarious frustration.

"And then this place showed up and dicked you over," he huffs. Indignant on Kyle's behalf. "And this place doesn't even have books on modern US law for fuck sake! Hey. David's basically an encyclopedia with a pulse. He might be able to help you, like, I dunno, be able to pass the bar by the time this place spits us out again..." This is Quentin musing out loud.