The first time he lost somebody was bad luck. The second... wasn't. It was just fate looking and laughing wildly as everything crumbled apart.
Quentin doesn't expect much of an answer from Norman as he watches the other man blankly. Even if the kid's told the guy plenty, he'd be surprised in the Snap ever got brought up. It's a footnote for Peter. For Quentin, it was five long years of his life.
"Survive-? Not get put through the grinder anymore? I don't know what you want me to say here." Quentin shrugs, eyes shifting towards Norman's glass. "My knowledge is useless here. I'm useless. I can't do half of what I want without reinventing the wheel. My work's gone, Mysterio's finished. What's left after that?"
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Quentin doesn't expect much of an answer from Norman as he watches the other man blankly. Even if the kid's told the guy plenty, he'd be surprised in the Snap ever got brought up. It's a footnote for Peter. For Quentin, it was five long years of his life.
"Survive-? Not get put through the grinder anymore? I don't know what you want me to say here." Quentin shrugs, eyes shifting towards Norman's glass. "My knowledge is useless here. I'm useless. I can't do half of what I want without reinventing the wheel. My work's gone, Mysterio's finished. What's left after that?"