[ Hardly fazed by the look that he's given, Alby simply shakes his head to dismiss it. At least it softens afterwards, because he has very little patience for dealing with sharpness directed towards him. His bluntness tends to get him in trouble, and in quite a few fights if directed at the wrong person.
But he moves to sit on the edge of the bed, reaching towards his leg with a careful hand. ] I imagine it would, considerin'. But if you been in there long as you have, it's probably worn you out on top of how long it's been since you've done the whole wildfire thing.
[ Not that he can even begin to understand it, but he opts instead to raise his leg as gently as he can to prop it over his knees. Elevation will help, but not as much as whatever supernatural ability he might have would. He'll just have to do what he can to keep the phoenix from hurting himself worse. ]
You'll be able to do both. You've got all the time in the world here to make sure of it.
[ he makes a quiet noise, affirming, and can't help the way he immediately flinches at the touch--it's not even out of pain, so much as the same touches often resulted in things far worse. he's conditioned at this point, beaten down and broken by a labyrinthine building full of tests and subjects, and he's got to get used to being able to be free again.
so he watches, a little warily, but lets him pick up his leg, genuinely a bit touched that he was lifting it over his knees. he really did seem to care about him, for some odd reason, and newt...wasn't going to look that gift horse in the mouth. a faint flush covers the tips of his ears, and he meets his gaze with wise brown eyes, shutting his mouth and giving him a small, half smile. ] Newt. 's my name. Like the lizard, 'stead of a bird.
[ subject a5, it had read on his collar. it was nice to have a real name on top of that again. ] For a guy who looks like he prob'ly kills intruding strangers for food, you're awful nice.
[ it's a joke, though, a little lighter, and his smile increases a bit until it squints an eye. ]
[ There's a quick flash of anger in him for the flinch, but it's directed towards people who would break down something that's so fascinating and magnificent as a phoenix. He doesn't look like much as a person, but he's still gorgeous in a different way from the little creature that had sat in the middle of the wildfire. He knows that he's much taller than him like this, but he still has to weigh so much less than him.
Settling his leg carefully over his knees, he rests his big hand around his skinny ankle, using it as a form of reassuring contact. Gruff as he tends to be, nevermind his quick temper, Alby isn't exactly the intimidating man that his air gives off. It's proven with the quirk of a smile on his face, in response to the little one on Newt's. ] Lizard 'stead of a bird, huh.
[ But he snorts at the observation, shaking his head at the joking but oddly endeared by the squinty smile. ] Name's Albert, and I ain't killing anybody for anything.
[ Except in the event that someone comes after Newt, he's decided. ]
Albert. Nice to meetcha proper. [ he repeats the name--though it feels strange on his tongue, he nods, keeping that crooked smile on for now. for all intents and purposes, this guy saved his life. newt's not sure how things are going to turn out in the future--he could turn around and betray him, as he's sure that WICKED would offer a huge sum of money for his recapture, but newt has this tiny, hopeful feeling that maybe he won't. he's as helpless as helpless can be for now, and he has to rely on albert in order to properly survive, to thrive again.
a rebirth could only fix so much, as he'd learned in the past. often, it was the life lived after that brought things back to an even keel.
leaning backwards against the pillows, he looks around the house they're in a little more, smile softening again. ] I could help you, if you wanted. Don't have any money, or anything, but, I can cook alright, and I'll always keep your place warm.
Wherever we are. [ he adds that as an aside--he's not sure if he really cares. newt's finally, finally away from WICKED. that's all that matters. ]
Likewise. [ Even if it could've been under better circumstances, but at least he managed to get out of his sterile cage. Alby figures, at the end of the day, that it's for the best that they met the way they did. He resists the urge to give him a reassuring pat, because he's not about to hurt him more than he already is. Doesn't matter if it's barely anything to give him a flinch or not, he isn't someone to hurt people needlessly.
Despite all appearances.
Letting out a small hum as he watches Newt regard the small space, he looks to the side-- though not really at anything in particular-- and he laughs a little with the offer. But it's not cruel, and he turns to look back at him again. ]
Focus on that last one for now, yeah? Ain't gonna have you busting your leg any more than it already is by having you standing up to cook or anything.
But we're a long ways off from the forest you razed, so we're a long ways off from that place.
[ radiating heat--that comes as easily as breathing, even if newt had just rebirthed. he loses no strength in putting a little energy into it, and though he's already warm to the touch where his leg is over alby's knee, it seems to grow warmer, until he's basically a human (ish) heater. he could easily outclass the small fire in the cabin, could light it with a point of his fingers, but this is good enough for now. it at least makes his point.
newt doesn't look feeling useless. he doesn't like being bored, and with his leg busted, it seems like he could be stuck that way for a while. the least he can do is expend some energy to keep albert's place warm. the guy did save his life, after all. ] You're really lettin me stay here. Y'know WICKED's gonna be lookin' all over for me. 's not like a phoenix stays dead long.
[ hearing they're far away is a relief, though; he flew far, he most have. that's definitely no small comfort, and newt nods. ] Good that.
Wouldn't be right to just toss you out, when you've already dealt with plenty of klunk so far. [ With the sudden swell of warmth, Alby can't help but curl his fingers against his ankle the slightest bit. Not enough to harm, but to wordlessly respond to the point that Newt gives. It's not as if he wouldn't appreciate the help around here-- far from it, considering he's been living by himself for a long time now-- but this is good enough for him, for now.
Especially when he just got done being traumatized and prodded at for a couple years straight. Recovery is the first thing he should be focusing on, and hopefully it comes to him faster because of what he is. No one deserves what he's been through, nevermind to have lingering traces of it. ]
[ he's...sort of touched by the gesture, to be honest; newt couldn't tell you the last time someone was kind to him. a part of him thought he might have deserved it at first, like he'd done something terrible in a past life, but he came to learn quickly that the shanks at WICKED had just been doing it for the chance to poke at something abnormal.
he needed to find minho. his semi-immortal partner in crime could be anywhere in this lifetime, but newt's stuck here with this weird human, who decided to free him instead of clipping his wings. he gives him a weird look for a second, but it settles, and the warmth settles down to a pleasant hum in the background instead, a faint glow of warmth to permeate the little cabin. ]
If you say so. [ he scoffs, quietly, but it's nothing but well intentioned. ] What are ya, some kind of woodland prince charmin'?
[ it's the first time a little smile comes across his face, brightening up his eyes, and newt shakes his head. ] Fair 'nough. Shouldn't take that long to heal, dunno bout my wings, though.
[ A small scoff leaves him at the question, and Alby considers getting up and moving away. But it's nice here, near the phoenix, and he only raises his eyebrows at him instead. His expression is overall unimpressed, but there's no heat behind it that would indicate actual annoyance. He supposes he should ask about if there's anyone out there that might be looking for him, besides WICKED, but it feels like if there was... well.
If they're still alive, then they'll find each other before too long, he's sure. Especially if they're like him in a way. But right now he's going to be focusing on making sure that he doesn't get found by the people that would keep him captive. ]
Need charm for that one, I'd think. [ Tone dry, he leans back against the end of his bed, sitting there comfortably for a little bit longer. The smile is a nice thing to see, and some part of him wonders if he can't coax more out of him somehow. ] Guess we'll find out, yeah? Figure you'll get some flight feathers 'ventually.
Savin' birds from the woods probably counts. [ his smile gets a little bigger, a little more mischievous, and newt leans back a little, resting on his elbows. his body's tired and he can't really keep radiating for that much longer--usually after a rebirth in the cold, he needs a long time to rest. the weight of sleep is heavy behind his eyes and he yawns, breaking his smile again and considering what he says. ]
You're somethin else, you know that? [ he still thinks he might end up getting--god, he doesn't know. someone could steal his ashes or something. or his tears, make him cry forever and ever so no one could ever be hurt. he's waiting for it, knows it's gonna come.
but maybe for now he can relax a little. minho will find him eventually--until then, he should be okay. ]
Not exactly a very normal bird. [ Alby huffs softly, something close to a laugh as he watches Newt settle back on his elbows. He wants to nudge him back further, because he looks like he's starting to slip towards exhaustion, and-- yep, there's the yawn. He angles his head a little as he observes him, hands folded in his lap now as he thinks about what he's gotten himself into.
But it's fine, now. He won't let anything happen to the phoenix that he's come into possession of. After whatever he's gone through, Newt deserves some peace and quiet for a while. Even if he says things like that, like Alby has done some wondrous thing that he's never encountered before.
And maybe he hasn't. ] Get some sleep, little bird.
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But he moves to sit on the edge of the bed, reaching towards his leg with a careful hand. ] I imagine it would, considerin'. But if you been in there long as you have, it's probably worn you out on top of how long it's been since you've done the whole wildfire thing.
[ Not that he can even begin to understand it, but he opts instead to raise his leg as gently as he can to prop it over his knees. Elevation will help, but not as much as whatever supernatural ability he might have would. He'll just have to do what he can to keep the phoenix from hurting himself worse. ]
You'll be able to do both. You've got all the time in the world here to make sure of it.
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so he watches, a little warily, but lets him pick up his leg, genuinely a bit touched that he was lifting it over his knees. he really did seem to care about him, for some odd reason, and newt...wasn't going to look that gift horse in the mouth. a faint flush covers the tips of his ears, and he meets his gaze with wise brown eyes, shutting his mouth and giving him a small, half smile. ] Newt. 's my name. Like the lizard, 'stead of a bird.
[ subject a5, it had read on his collar. it was nice to have a real name on top of that again. ] For a guy who looks like he prob'ly kills intruding strangers for food, you're awful nice.
[ it's a joke, though, a little lighter, and his smile increases a bit until it squints an eye. ]
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Settling his leg carefully over his knees, he rests his big hand around his skinny ankle, using it as a form of reassuring contact. Gruff as he tends to be, nevermind his quick temper, Alby isn't exactly the intimidating man that his air gives off. It's proven with the quirk of a smile on his face, in response to the little one on Newt's. ] Lizard 'stead of a bird, huh.
[ But he snorts at the observation, shaking his head at the joking but oddly endeared by the squinty smile. ] Name's Albert, and I ain't killing anybody for anything.
[ Except in the event that someone comes after Newt, he's decided. ]
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a rebirth could only fix so much, as he'd learned in the past. often, it was the life lived after that brought things back to an even keel.
leaning backwards against the pillows, he looks around the house they're in a little more, smile softening again. ] I could help you, if you wanted. Don't have any money, or anything, but, I can cook alright, and I'll always keep your place warm.
Wherever we are. [ he adds that as an aside--he's not sure if he really cares. newt's finally, finally away from WICKED. that's all that matters. ]
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Despite all appearances.
Letting out a small hum as he watches Newt regard the small space, he looks to the side-- though not really at anything in particular-- and he laughs a little with the offer. But it's not cruel, and he turns to look back at him again. ]
Focus on that last one for now, yeah? Ain't gonna have you busting your leg any more than it already is by having you standing up to cook or anything.
But we're a long ways off from the forest you razed, so we're a long ways off from that place.
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newt doesn't look feeling useless. he doesn't like being bored, and with his leg busted, it seems like he could be stuck that way for a while. the least he can do is expend some energy to keep albert's place warm. the guy did save his life, after all. ] You're really lettin me stay here. Y'know WICKED's gonna be lookin' all over for me. 's not like a phoenix stays dead long.
[ hearing they're far away is a relief, though; he flew far, he most have. that's definitely no small comfort, and newt nods. ] Good that.
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Especially when he just got done being traumatized and prodded at for a couple years straight. Recovery is the first thing he should be focusing on, and hopefully it comes to him faster because of what he is. No one deserves what he's been through, nevermind to have lingering traces of it. ]
S'long as you're here, you'll be fine.
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he needed to find minho. his semi-immortal partner in crime could be anywhere in this lifetime, but newt's stuck here with this weird human, who decided to free him instead of clipping his wings. he gives him a weird look for a second, but it settles, and the warmth settles down to a pleasant hum in the background instead, a faint glow of warmth to permeate the little cabin. ]
If you say so. [ he scoffs, quietly, but it's nothing but well intentioned. ] What are ya, some kind of woodland prince charmin'?
[ it's the first time a little smile comes across his face, brightening up his eyes, and newt shakes his head. ] Fair 'nough. Shouldn't take that long to heal, dunno bout my wings, though.
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If they're still alive, then they'll find each other before too long, he's sure. Especially if they're like him in a way. But right now he's going to be focusing on making sure that he doesn't get found by the people that would keep him captive. ]
Need charm for that one, I'd think. [ Tone dry, he leans back against the end of his bed, sitting there comfortably for a little bit longer. The smile is a nice thing to see, and some part of him wonders if he can't coax more out of him somehow. ] Guess we'll find out, yeah? Figure you'll get some flight feathers 'ventually.
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You're somethin else, you know that? [ he still thinks he might end up getting--god, he doesn't know. someone could steal his ashes or something. or his tears, make him cry forever and ever so no one could ever be hurt. he's waiting for it, knows it's gonna come.
but maybe for now he can relax a little. minho will find him eventually--until then, he should be okay. ]
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But it's fine, now. He won't let anything happen to the phoenix that he's come into possession of. After whatever he's gone through, Newt deserves some peace and quiet for a while. Even if he says things like that, like Alby has done some wondrous thing that he's never encountered before.
And maybe he hasn't. ] Get some sleep, little bird.