Nah, but it didn't hesitate to run me over either. [ All Newt can really think of is Bertha - the large blue truck with the horns fastened to it's front - running over them - it's not a very nice mental image, so he shakes his head a bit.

Dark blond eyebrows tug together, skeptical of the answer about healing. ] Before or after ya bleed out? [ Seems kinda useless for this shank to allow himself to bleed out, but Newt doesn't know him well enough to force him to take care of the injury, so instead he lets a soft annoyed chuff of air out.

When Alex gestures towards the torn hole in the ship, Newt nods gently in agreement, wanting to get out towards the light and see exactly where they landed. The teenager's mind is already running through possible scenarios when he hears Alex speak again. Offering help. The confused noise that passes his lips is quiet before it clicks. ] I'm fine. [ Right, his leg. ] You're the one bleeding, I should be askin' you that.

[ The blond holds his hand out to Alex, offering to help him up. ]