After stepping aside form the crowd, Quick clears his throat. "You're new, right? I spoke to Alex a while ago. Trying to make sense of things." He pauses. A few blinks. "What's with spring setting this up? I mean... you're the..." he counts out on his fingers "third Summer I've met here. Is this normal?" The Elemental looks genuinely curious. He gestures at the spread Sera had more-or-less prepared for everyone.
"I mean... it's your Season, right?" His eyes don't leave the newcomer. The scars and tattoos are strange. He feels like he's watching a car-crash happening; a whole lot of mayhem he can't pull his eyes away from.