[False bravado takes over where he had been intending to insist on an actual discussion. Newt flounders a bit, looks away, wants to RUN away, and finally--squinting into the light, face pinched up a bit as he looks up at Hermann--he manages to settle his anxiety into the words he knows they need.]
no subject
[False bravado takes over where he had been intending to insist on an actual discussion. Newt flounders a bit, looks away, wants to RUN away, and finally--squinting into the light, face pinched up a bit as he looks up at Hermann--he manages to settle his anxiety into the words he knows they need.]
I just thought... We should talk.
About this.
And stuff.