Slowly, slowly, he wears himself out. Part of him wants desperately for someone to hurt him, but even if he imagines Kujen (how easily), the memory of what he did to Dhanneth, all because he was a selfish, indulgent child, poisons it. So he just cries, until it feels like there can't be anything left inside him, until there's nothing Quentin's patient embrace.

"You deserve better, you know," he says finally, hoarsely.