[Reluctantly, Quentin allows his device to switch too. There are a couple of tears on his cheeks, and the biggest, wettest, saddest eyes in town.]

I don't...think it did. I think it's just...I'm trying really really hard to be...to be okay about it? If not to be over him, then like, not to let him run my life? [Pause for him to hide his face in his arm, trying to control it. He's crying anyway now, in that tears are falling, he's just trying not to weep.] Sometimes I wish I could just...erase it. I know I don't really want that, but. It's just so fucking hard, and then people tell me about the version of me and him that were here before, and they were...

[He grabs a pillow from behind him and wraps his arms around it, hugging it close to bury his face until all Jamie sees is pillowcase.]