But you are. [ quentin can spin it any way he wants, but he is leaving. he knows how desperately eliot needs him right now. clearly that must be true or he wouldn't be holding him this way. but he still wants to go. ] You said you'd stay. Wherever I am. That I won't lose you?

But you're not. Y- you're leaving. And. You. You don't-- You didn't even want me along? You got everything by yourself, and you ignored me, and you--

[ somehow, he manages to crumple more into himself, and he staves back a sob. there are times when he thinks he knows quentin better than anyone, how lucky he is to have quentin who believes in him. this is not one of those moments. quentin doesn't believe in him at all, and it hurts so horrible it suffocates. ]

What am I supposed to do if you go?