Quinn stared down at Peter with a whole flurry of emotions. Anger, sadness, confusion. It didn't make sense— why would he do this? What could've pushed him to do all of this?
Peter sniffled, and his friend's betrayed expression didn't help his mood. He opened his mouth, about to explain himself when—
"What the hell, Peter?!" Quinn yelled at him again before lifting him up by the collar. He was glaring daggers into his face, "Why would you do that?!"
Why would he do such a thing? What could have possibly happened for Peter to need to push Erin into a red portal planet? These were the thoughts running in Quinn's mind.
"Q-Quinn I—" he managed to stammer out before being shaken by the collar, his feet barely touching the ground.
"What. Could have possibly happened. For you of all people, to do that?" he growled.
"I-I can explain—"
