This wasn't how this was supposed to happen. Quentin shouldn't be getting comforted by Eliot. He wasn't the one that had a monster wearing his body for months. If anyone should be getting comforted it should be Eliot. The first time they've seen each other, really seen each other, in the longest time and he was already messing up.
He took a deep breath to calm himself down. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," he repeated as he pulled away slightly. "I didn't think.. are you okay? Are you healing okay?" His hand moved to Eliot's abdomen. He couldn't believe that Eliot showed up here and was actually himself.