[centre][b][h1][color=seagreen]Quinton[/color][/h1][/b]

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[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Xerxes Arvanitis ([@YoshiSkittlez]), Quinton Matson, Connor Vos and Cody Treadwell ([@Caits]), Magnus Bane, Gage Brooks and Aron Brooks ([@BlackPanther]), Sebastian Monroe ([@December]), Miranda Burke ([@Damo021]), Zoe Flores, Syeste (Vos) Nioré and Kaylee Evans [@Vicier][/sup][/centre] 

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As Zoé's attention was brought to Gage, Quinton looked out over the others in the room. He might be overstepping his boundaries, yet Zoé had a lot to do, and he could make things even slightly easier for her, in the capacity that he could do. Shifting towards the unconscious Sebastian, he crouched, and lifted the boy into his arms, as if he weighed little. Gently cradling the boy, he took him to the bed that had been left unoccupied by the others, and carefully laid him down. One thing down. He turned to the others, looking over the teenagers, his heart heavy. 

[color=seagreen]"Alright guys"[/color] He said, his voice calm, carrying around to the teens [color=seagreen]"Please, its time for you to return home. I'm sure your families are worried about you, and you best hop along to reassure them you're okay. For now...tell them it was less serious then they may have heard. All they need know is that only two of you were hurt, the rest of you were okay, but the EMTs thought it best to take you in, get you checked over, alright?"[/color] His tone had a little bit of dismissal in it, as he sought to nudge the teens along ,[color=seagreen]"If anyone needs a lift home, I will drive you"[/color] He said, 

He looked around them once more [i]so young...[/i] Of course, he himself had been younger, yet that didn't discount the teens youth. They were going to have a few trying months, perhaps years, but they had a good base. His gaze drifted to Zoé, [i]In her, at least, they do[/i] He thought to himself, before looking back over the teens. [color=seagreen]"Go, get some rest. We'll meet up with you tomorrow"[/color]