[ Quentin doesn't really notice his discomfort--mostly because he's focused in on the book anyway, and 'guess you got me there' is met with a rare but genuine grin of excitement. He's going to count that as a win, and it shows in a very puppy like fashion. For someone so bitter and jaded at the world, he's awful easy to read.

Maybe he can do this. ]

It's more metaphorical--I, uh, hope. We know the keys and the castle at the end of the world lead to a way to turn magic back on after we fucked it up, so-- [ His brows lift, sheepish but still explaining. ] --if we're making a mistake like the knight...some things are worth shooting ourselves in the foot for.

[ And the next is a gentle tease, testing the waters: ] Like you're not a sucker for lost causes. You haven't kicked me out yet.