You have only ever been kind to me, Maketh. (And that's a lot more than Newt has known. Particularly from adults. It reminds him of something then. Something he remembered after he had that moment with Peter and suddenly he was perking up on the other side.)

Maketh, I remembered something recently. I'd like to tell you about it if that'd be okay. It's a little bit personal but it made me realize something about you.

(It was a weird thing to say, he knows, but sometimes that was just the way of Newt. He seemed a strange combination of excited and nervous. Some social patterns he wasn't all that up to date on but this felt important to mention.

And it all had to do with his mother. For all of the hope he had given Maketh over the course of their relationship, Maketh has returned that hope in double. He had finally pinned down what this woman was becoming to him.

The humor of it all was Newt's odd route of shyness about sex. Sometimes it took barely anything to have his face flaming red and other times he tackled it with a clinical curiosity. Now was one of those times.)

Yes, I think you're right.

(He bites his lip, frowning a bit, his eyes downcast a moment.)

To be completely honest with you, Maketh. This place is sort of the end deal for me. Everyone else has homes to go back to but...I don't. I...kind of hope...sometimes...that nothing happens here. Is that strange?