[ While turning back sounds like a great idea, it's not one that Newt could actually commit to. The last time he'd just wanted to ignore everything and enjoy the greener grass he'd almost been turned into a human IV bag... or worse. None of them can assume they're immune, not after what happened to Winston. Newt can't help but wonder what they would have done to Winston or whoever else wasn't immune.
He's lost enough in his thoughts that the touch to his elbow sends a shock of adrenaline through him, head jerking to look at where they connected, before glancing up to find Thomas's eyes - a conversation they've had before that words probably couldn't even express if they'd tried. ]
We're not turning back.
[ Newt finds himself more curious of the poster of the blonde ballerina, something itching in the back of his memory that he just can't get to. Maybe it had something to do with the faceless girl that he knew was his sister. No point in chasing ghosts though and he finally follows the other two to the subway train.
There is no way there's not Cranks down here, right? Maybe they couldn't get in the place was boarded off. ]
Where does this lead? [ Sure, he'd seen names written places, but they didn't really mean much of anything to him. ]
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He's lost enough in his thoughts that the touch to his elbow sends a shock of adrenaline through him, head jerking to look at where they connected, before glancing up to find Thomas's eyes - a conversation they've had before that words probably couldn't even express if they'd tried. ]
We're not turning back.
[ Newt finds himself more curious of the poster of the blonde ballerina, something itching in the back of his memory that he just can't get to. Maybe it had something to do with the faceless girl that he knew was his sister. No point in chasing ghosts though and he finally follows the other two to the subway train.
There is no way there's not Cranks down here, right? Maybe they couldn't get in the place was boarded off. ]
Where does this lead? [ Sure, he'd seen names written places, but they didn't really mean much of anything to him. ]