[ Brown eyes watch Minho try to process everything, they watch the hurt that passes over his face and the confusion, he looks like he's mentally running a race trying to catch up with what he's missing. Of course he is, Minho's smarter than him, maybe he can figure it out. ]
Because.
[ Minho takes a step towards him and he can't help but freeze, swallowing hard before allowing his oldest friend to try to reassure him. ] I'm not so buggin' sure about that any more. [ Newt wets his lips before turning around and doing his best to tug his own shirt collar down for Minho - no tattoo - nothing, just pale skin. He gives it a moment for Minho to allow what he's seeing to sink in before turning back around to him. ]
I don't know what's goin' on anymore. Everything I remember is different from what Tommy remembers. I don't have one of those marks - I don't remember ever havin' one. There's something invisible there instead that says I'm their property but it's hidden. I think, at least. [ This is probably the most he's said to anyone since they've landed in this stupid jungle.
It scares him, all the different information Thomas has given him, and he's trying so hard not to be scared by it. ] I remember being in the maze with you. I remember Alby. [ Something in his tone sharpens a bit, like it's still raw at the thought of Alby. ] and Chuck... [ And all of the other boys that he couldn't help save. ] Tommy said they can control us, what if I'm -- [ A variable to mess them up? To hurt them? ]
I don't know, Minho. All I know is I'm bloody scared and Tommy - the shuckface - keeps lookin' at me like I don't belong when he thinks I don't notice.
[ He's never this open with his problems, normally he prefers to bottle them up and deal with them in silence, or ignore them until they go away. But he needs someone to look at him like he's still him, and the guilt that's wrapped around his heart due to Minho having been taken, well, it's still settled heavy. Even if the memories are false. He needs to feel like there's at least someone on his side. Sure, Thomas protects him, but it's different. ]
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Because.
[ Minho takes a step towards him and he can't help but freeze, swallowing hard before allowing his oldest friend to try to reassure him. ] I'm not so buggin' sure about that any more. [ Newt wets his lips before turning around and doing his best to tug his own shirt collar down for Minho - no tattoo - nothing, just pale skin. He gives it a moment for Minho to allow what he's seeing to sink in before turning back around to him. ]
I don't know what's goin' on anymore. Everything I remember is different from what Tommy remembers. I don't have one of those marks - I don't remember ever havin' one. There's something invisible there instead that says I'm their property but it's hidden. I think, at least. [ This is probably the most he's said to anyone since they've landed in this stupid jungle.
It scares him, all the different information Thomas has given him, and he's trying so hard not to be scared by it. ] I remember being in the maze with you. I remember Alby. [ Something in his tone sharpens a bit, like it's still raw at the thought of Alby. ] and Chuck... [ And all of the other boys that he couldn't help save. ] Tommy said they can control us, what if I'm -- [ A variable to mess them up? To hurt them? ]
I don't know, Minho. All I know is I'm bloody scared and Tommy - the shuckface - keeps lookin' at me like I don't belong when he thinks I don't notice.
[ He's never this open with his problems, normally he prefers to bottle them up and deal with them in silence, or ignore them until they go away. But he needs someone to look at him like he's still him, and the guilt that's wrapped around his heart due to Minho having been taken, well, it's still settled heavy. Even if the memories are false. He needs to feel like there's at least someone on his side. Sure, Thomas protects him, but it's different. ]