Quincy then did something quite random. He slapped himself, hard. He wiped his eyes of tears and blew his nose into a handkerchief, packing up his cello. "I should have just shut up..." he said, sniffling. He picked up the cello case with the cello inside and grunted as he lifted it. "Im sorry for yelling..." he said quietly as he walked past her, grunting from the weight of the instrument.