Does it matter who they take? They always take someone for some reason. It's always bad. [He doesn't know what the Right Arm is or what he was shot with, but really it doesn't matter as much as talking Newt down off whatever ledge he's flirting with. No more doubting himself, or his future, or his friends. Newt wasn't alone in this and never had been.
If he outlived his friends, at least it meant he was still alive and that would always be enough for Minho. As long as they weren't under WICKED's thumb then all of their friends hadn't died for nothing, even if just one of them made it out alive. Clapping his hand to the back of Newt's neck, he held on and walked back around to look at him dead in the eye.] They took me, but I'm here. You, me, and Saint Thomas. He gets things we miss and he gets us into trouble and we all get out together.
[Sometimes, the way Minho talks about Thomas, he knows it sounds like he doesn't like him much. He has a deep respect for Thomas and his intelligence, the fact that he notices things that others take for granted and is able to view the world from a different angle. But he was still an idiot most of the time, and asked so many questions that it made Minho's head hurt. And the way Minho figures, Thomas can't fully trust Newt because he's too busy thinking about that different angle to realize it doesn't matter because Newt is their friend. And Minho will defend that even if it means going against Thomas.]
You know you won't. You can't get the drop on me. [He says it with a grin, smacking Newt on the back of the neck again and then ruffling his hair as he pulls away.] We watch each other's backs. For all we know, you're fine and it's me and Thomas who got shucked.
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If he outlived his friends, at least it meant he was still alive and that would always be enough for Minho. As long as they weren't under WICKED's thumb then all of their friends hadn't died for nothing, even if just one of them made it out alive. Clapping his hand to the back of Newt's neck, he held on and walked back around to look at him dead in the eye.] They took me, but I'm here. You, me, and Saint Thomas. He gets things we miss and he gets us into trouble and we all get out together.
[Sometimes, the way Minho talks about Thomas, he knows it sounds like he doesn't like him much. He has a deep respect for Thomas and his intelligence, the fact that he notices things that others take for granted and is able to view the world from a different angle. But he was still an idiot most of the time, and asked so many questions that it made Minho's head hurt. And the way Minho figures, Thomas can't fully trust Newt because he's too busy thinking about that different angle to realize it doesn't matter because Newt is their friend. And Minho will defend that even if it means going against Thomas.]
You know you won't. You can't get the drop on me. [He says it with a grin, smacking Newt on the back of the neck again and then ruffling his hair as he pulls away.] We watch each other's backs. For all we know, you're fine and it's me and Thomas who got shucked.