(He hadn't really meant to upset her so thoroughly but with the topic he supposed it couldn't be helped. The silence on his end is a bit unnerving but if it lasts much longer, he'd just try and contact her again. He doesn't have to though and before long, Maketh is looking at him once more.

Newt smiles in that gentle way of his and his heart crumbles a little at the sight of her red eyes. He wished he was there in person, truthfully.

Newt listens intently and something pulls in his stomach. He feels guilty for not having known that Maketh had gone through that during the wendigo event. He shakes his head at her.)

No, I ...I don't think that makes you a bad person, Maketh.

(He really didn't either. What was so different about that situation and the one where he had made his own best friend shoot him in the head because he was degrading into something enough like a monster? It just so happened that he also kind of wanted to die at the same time anyway.)

He sounds like a good friend. I think, for how long I've known you, you do a pretty great job at being a person.

(He smiles then and it's a little more clear.)

I'm glad I could help you with something like that. You realize that um- if you ever do need to talk to someone, I'm always around, right?