Quincy peeks at her from a nearby doorway. He looked rather different than usual. Instead of his normal, cheery, overly enthusiastic expression, he looked a little depressed. A physical difference was that he had a scar on his muzzle. The fur had been singed away for the time being and a red scar could be seen across his face. Part of his left ear was also missing, similar burns around the tip. His right ear flicked around as he looked at her, tilting his head. "Uhm...hello." he said.