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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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.