He was still in shock to the point where he didn't even register moving into the room or that he was now sitting. All he could think about was how his life was over and he was no longer able to be. Everything was gone, he was gone, he was gone forever. Jamie kept mumbling to himself incoherent strings of words.
Quentin rubbed the back of his head and scowled at the green lady. His scowl softened into a frown as he looked to Jamie. Quentin sighed and glanced down at Elphaba's hands. It wasn't that it clicked to him that she was the witch of the west, it was that he could feel the energy of magic coming off her hands.