[Firo pauses, his internal musings probably matching up closely enough with Quentin's because his conclusion is a sober nod.]

Probably. It means shit's already hit the fan here.

[They've come in at the end or the middle of something, it feels like--which he can only assume means that the next wave of trouble will be worse. A cheery thought.

He touches his forehead in a pained grimace that's only partially feigned. Between their impending doom and weird magic-science mumbo jumbo, the latter is a more palatable topic. But only barely.]

Sheesh, I'm sorry I asked. Is everything that confusing where you're from?