[ Even though he seems to be sure he's going be just fine, Newt can't help but worry a little for the guy. It's just in the teenager's nature to watch out for people after the years of doing it. ] Lycanthrope? [ Newt repeats the word like it should mean something - sure he's fairly certain he knows what it means... But... What?
The limp seems to be something he's used to, able to walk with it, even if the overall pain of his entire body is making it worse nothing serious seems to be wrong - simply a badly healed injury from the past?
When they step outside the ship, Newt squints against the suddenly blaring sun, the bright light sending searing pain into his dark eyes that he aggressively tries to blink away. The darkness that his eyes had gotten used to lulled his eyes into a false sense of security. ] What the shuck is this?
[ Wasn't the world supposed to be burnt to a crisp? The ship's confusing enough as it is. ]
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The limp seems to be something he's used to, able to walk with it, even if the overall pain of his entire body is making it worse nothing serious seems to be wrong - simply a badly healed injury from the past?
When they step outside the ship, Newt squints against the suddenly blaring sun, the bright light sending searing pain into his dark eyes that he aggressively tries to blink away. The darkness that his eyes had gotten used to lulled his eyes into a false sense of security. ] What the shuck is this?
[ Wasn't the world supposed to be burnt to a crisp? The ship's confusing enough as it is. ]