"I've never lost a tooth."

Admits Quentin, and tips them over a little, tucking the blanket tighter around their bodies.

"Hm." Thinking this through. "I guess I'd be curious to know if this changes how you'll think of me? I mean, I'm sure it must, some ways for good, some ways for different- some ways for bad, even. But as I struggle a bit to reconcile this all with myself, it'd help to know how you see it."