[ Not...truly answering the question, but it’s getting harder the longer he stays here and the more he’s forced to endure, what himself even feels like. He can’t go back to who he was before he died, before he became a front liner against the zombie hordes, before Hawk died, before the killing games, before-- ]
I’m so sorry, Quentin. I never would have done that if I were in my right mind. I hope you know that.
You must grow tired of telling me so. I do apologise.
You are just so, as they say, "hot." For any age! You would be as attractive in ancient Greece as now, or indeed in my time. You would look incredibly fetching in a cravat.
Would you? But only if you truly do not mind. You are perfect as you are, of course. You could wear anything.
But I do miss the look of things, sometimes. Fashions, decor. Silly superficial things. I know it is ridiculous. The present is much better for people.
I don't mind. It could be fun. You've adapted to the styles of this time, it wouldn't hurt for me to try yours. If you want to see me in a dress coat, I'll be happy to let you.
I miss the styles from back home too. It's closer to this place than to yours, but its still really different. Nobody gave me grief about sweater vests until I came here.
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