[Quentin is surprised by the sudden grip but he doesn't shy away, tilting his head curiously and coming in closer to hear what Ball has to say. He's usually a little more careful with his personal space here, what with the empathy bonds, but that doesn't seem to be a problem here.]

Do you know who brings us here? [His hand instinctively moves to touch his chest where Ball just tapped. He knows the glow underneath, although it's only happened a few times.] I mean the people who cut our head open and leave us in public. Because ... are they the ones that put this in? [They already did brain surgery on them!]