Quinn's shoulders sagged at the doctor's words. Shit, how was he supposed to help her? Last time had been hard but this time seemed so much worse. "Oh. Erm... is there anything else you can do? Maybe, Clee will probably know something.. I mean, she went through it all before."
The young man pressed the heel of his hand to his head, trying to calm down and stop his head swimming. He needed to stay firmly in the world of the living right now. He looked at Bruce again and sighed, glancing around to make sure no one else could overhear. "She... has these abilities. If she touches someone, without anything in the way, she sees how they're going to die. She hates it." Despite his words, Quinn reached out to brush his fingers lightly over his girlfriend's cheek.