Quinn rubbed his head, his eyes rolled into his his pale head for no apparent reason, sitting awkwardly on the couch with a person under his feet. Somewhat beat up. He took a moment to gather his thoughts before grabbing the unconscious bodies arms and throwing them over his shoulder, staring down at an old doctor.

"how horrid. Who would do such a thing?~"

He tsked, caressing the doctors basically non existing face he'd sstabbed and stomped in. He stood up, patting his favored bodies butt and stepping over broken glass, leaving the wicked asylum that kept him.