Hunter opened his mouth when Rachel mentioned Quinn, but shut it again immediately. He looked down at the beer in his hands, but didn't really see it. "Yeah," he finally said, lifting his eyes to Rachel's again. "It's not an easy situation. And it really is my fault that things are so tangled up."
He sighed, wanting to take a sip of his beer to have something to do with his hands, but not really feeling in the mood to drink anymore. "What did Quinn tell you?" he asked, tone not accusatory at all, his voice soft. "So I know what you know before I expound on the subject."