The answer to the question is an emphatic "yes, all of the above". Eliot has been missing Quentin long before the Monster had even come into play. He had begun to miss him just hours after turning him down, feeling a burning ache in his chest, and the feeling had only grown as time passed. He hadn't exactly spoken to Quentin again after all that. The next and final time that he had gotten a chance to say anything to him was when he had wrestled control from the Monster briefly to make it clear that he was still alive in his own body.

Depressing.

God, just the reminder of it made him feel ill all over again.

"You should be," he mutters, but loud enough to hear with their current proximity. "You stupid asshole."

The hand not tangled in Quentin's hair drops, falling around his shoulders to hold him closer to him.