[ He had not even considered that possibility, and the insult of it rushes up so fast that Quentin almost forgets the point he was working towards. The connection is quiet for a moment while he sputters in real space, trying to refocus. In retaliation, the point comes out more petulant that he wanted it to: ] 

Well I'm sorry, I can't weirdly sneak around preparing mitigation, but when there's a chance your judgment is compromised by an unknown disease, I'm not going to say nothing. I'm not picking battles, I'll always fight if my friends are in danger.