Mm. [ There's a lot behind him waiting here for Newt to show, but Alby had a small hope that Newt would have taken longer to get here. It had been unlikely, and he knew it, but he'd still hoped. Here, at least, they have that sense of happiness that they had only small tastes of in the Glade. The walls of the Maze didn't loom over them, and the strain of it all didn't weigh on Newt anymore. That was all that mattered-- he didn't have a reason to think about what he'd done except as a memory, no temptation for it bubbling up in that way that he'd caught in his eyes before.
And there wasn't any reason for him to think about how his mind had fallen apart after the Changing, willpower gone. His apologies have been given, and now they're together again. It doesn't matter anymore.
It helps that he's had enough time to think about what'd happened and how they'd mirrored each other so well. Maybe that was WICKED's plan all along, he doesn't know. Maybe they'd forced their hands and pushed them over that edge, but they'd never really know the truth of it beyond what they've experienced. Alby just knows that their lives were destroyed, but at least there are others that will survive on to rebuild their own because of the things they did to help.
A smile, soft around the edges, widens a little at the nostalgia as Newt looks down at him. In a crapsack place for two years, those moments alone-- and Newt himself-- had been a bright spot. ]
Only shuckin' place in a Glade full of twenty to fifty on the regular. Sure we can find something like it here.
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And there wasn't any reason for him to think about how his mind had fallen apart after the Changing, willpower gone. His apologies have been given, and now they're together again. It doesn't matter anymore.
It helps that he's had enough time to think about what'd happened and how they'd mirrored each other so well. Maybe that was WICKED's plan all along, he doesn't know. Maybe they'd forced their hands and pushed them over that edge, but they'd never really know the truth of it beyond what they've experienced. Alby just knows that their lives were destroyed, but at least there are others that will survive on to rebuild their own because of the things they did to help.
A smile, soft around the edges, widens a little at the nostalgia as Newt looks down at him. In a crapsack place for two years, those moments alone-- and Newt himself-- had been a bright spot. ]
Only shuckin' place in a Glade full of twenty to fifty on the regular. Sure we can find something like it here.