Quentin isn't capable of seeing people in trouble without getting involved. This is going to be his entire purpose during the fight eventually. He can't fight with weapons or guns, but he can run pretty well.

"Right!" He says, smiling at Eliot. He knows that Eliot might think he's the brave one, but his boyfriend has done his fair share of selfless and brave choices over time. He became High King for crying out loud, even if there were good reasons not to be. He keeps an eye out for anyone attacking but backs Eliot up.

The two people look over at Eliot and seem to be listening closely to him. Quentin puts a hand on his back supportively, glancing to the skies just in case. "Keep talking, you've got this." Eliot is powerful when he wants to be, and Q is more than happy to be his personal cheerleader.