[Well, at least Steven hasn't left. That's... something. Quentin will take it at the moment, as he listens quietly. He doesn't miss that glance, though.]

...This doesn't have to be a quid-pro-quo thing if you don't want to. I still have a few secrets I won't give you, for a while. Things that are gonna stay mine. Not related to Mysterio but just- me. [He taps his own chest briefly, with the slight click of chitin against chitin.] But- sure. I won't. Barely know the guy anyways. I can give him the benefit of the doubt.