[Honestly, Gregory's assessment of Quentin isn't far off from the truth. He doesn't have the kid's interests at heart, and he's too confident and self-assured. The last two are mostly because... well. He still thinks they came from the same world.

Ask him about Ryslig, and see Quentin hem and haw until he's forced to cough up he still honestly doesn't know shit at all. What he does know is the usual scraps and pieces any newcomer could shove together.

...Quentin's just used to having to keep on his toes and being a bit suspicious, is all. Looking underneath the surface to make sure some hidden secret or overlooked detail or whatever won't come back to bite him in the ass. Twice bitten, thrice shy, right? He'd be blindly walking to his own death if he didn't have a bit of a concern about some monster deciding to eat him while he's still 'normal' or whatever.

Quentin takes mild pity on Gregory, though, noticing the pause between words. How there isn't quite that same bite there previously was. Where's the fun in the kid not giving him shit after he pushes?]

...It is better in here, I'll give you that. Lot cleaner, too. I think there's a 'no eating' policy in here, but don't quote me on that. If you had to pick a place to duck into, this ain't too bad. But... that monsters lurking stuff? Just.. think about it, alright? Food for thought. They still teach kids these days about looking gift horses in the mouth, trojan horses, all that shi- stuff, right?

[The last part about 'kids these days' is him teasing Gregory openly, but there's no real bite to it. Just a prod to see if it might help get the kid back on track to vaguely familiar territory. Make things more interesting again.

...It is taking so much effort for him not to swear in front of Gregory, it is astounding he's even managed to keep it up for this long.]