Q, for his part, couldn't hear what they were saying, the sound muffled by the bedroom door as he changed. He could hear them speaking though, and wondered if they weren't chatting about how he'd clearly lost his mind.

Uneasy and unsure of himself, he looked at the bed and tried to decide what he ought to do now.

Eventually, he did as James had asked, settling in where it made the most sense- Right in the middle.