[b] "I'm not 'The Monster Maniac', kid. And its not supposed to be good for nicknames. My name is just Aurellius. Leave it at that, and you won't be beaten into a pulp. Also, you know I can see you, right?"[/b]
Gasp.

How? Was it the Semblance? No, that’s too obvious. It has to be a robot. Yep. That monster maniac guy named Aurelaadsakdlsakdsais is obviously a robot, with heat sensors. How else would he be able to see Quentin, cowering behind the tree? No other possible way, so it HAD to be a robot. If it wasn’t, then there is no more life in the world.

And apparently robots can beat people to pulps. Raising an eyebrow behind the tree, Quentin thought, ‘wait what’

[b] "You might as well tell me your name before you likely die here. Hell, stick with me long enough and you may just survive. You're probably not as worthless as you look, I suppose. Just barely. By this much."[/b]

Well that wasn’t very nice. Apparently he’s going to die. See, that didn’t help with Quentin’s current condition at all, and it made him even more scared of the possibility that he could be absolutely murdered in this forest. 

And he was worthless. That didn’t help either. Then that made him think that he’s more likely to die here, and if he didn’t, he would die elsewhere in this school, judging from the conditions of this test. And the conditions of this test weren’t…that nice.

[b] "Come on, we've only got five or so hours, and we spent fifteen minutes faffing about."[/b]

NOW THEY HAD SPENT FIFTEEN MINUTES OUT OF FIVE HOURS. FIVE. Do they really expect these students to get somewhere safely in this highly dangerous forest in FIVE hours? They need SIX! But, nonetheless, Quentin stood up and said, “I’m Quen-“

[b] "Listen, Scarfy, I'm gonna call you Scarfy from now on, we gotta find a place to get a view, and from there, head to the giant castle. Any ideas? D'you see anything when you were falling?"[/b]

Oh. So now his name was Scarfy. That was a way better name than Quentin Pelham. Quentin Pelham is a bitch name, obviously. AND he didn’t see ANYTHING while falling. Was he supposed to? Were they supposed to think about places to go while falling several feet at high speed? Nah. “Uh…nope.”

[b]"By the way, you got some, eh.. vomit on your shirt."[/b]

Okay, that was a bit understandable. I mean, he was throwing up. A lot. Like, a lot a lot. Oh, and then some Grimm fell from the sky. Like, right from the heavens, they came. And then that caused Quentin-I mean Scarfy, to run towards this monster maniac Aurelaadsakdlsakdsais and yell, “DUDE WHAT’S GOING ON!”, trying to get away from those things. He didn’t think, ‘OH, I HAVE TO FIGHT!’ because he actually couldn’t. Mainly because he wasn’t getting TOO pummeled. And because he had massive fear and didn’t think anything through at the time.