In reality, Elliot Sheridan and Quentin Chase didn't exchange many words. The four of them sat quietly in the hospital room, a silent tableau.
Aidan Sheridan looked at Quentin Chase, then his gaze shifted to Elliot Sheridan. He spoke up, "Bro, Quentin is finally back after all this time. Aren't you going to say something?"
Elliot Sheridan looked up, his expression unreadable. His eyes rested on Quentin Chase for a long moment before he finally spoke. "Welcome back."
Hearing this, Quentin Chase's expression turned awkward. She forced a laugh. "Thank you."
The stilted words, just like yesterday afternoon, were delivered with Elliot Sheridan's characteristic indifference.
'Elliot Sheridan was a man of muted disposition.' At least, that was the overall impression Quentin Chase had of him after all the time they'd spent together.
'Nothing ever seemed to pique his interest or capture his attention. He viewed everything with a detached air.'
