[His smile turns sheepish, gaze shifting away as he rubs his forehead. Subtlety has never been a Newt skill and it shows.]
I could go for a scrounge, yeah. Just gotta make a quick stop here first...
[He crosses the lab to his desk/music studio which is surrounded by various musical instruments: an upright piano, some keyboards, a guitar and even a small set of drums. It's a wonder how he got all this stuff into a military base but apparently he is dedicated to his hobbies. After a moment spent rifling through the top drawer, Newt pockets a bottle of Tylenol and a handkerchief and then he's ready to scrounge.]
So what's got you up? The bed too stiff? Unfortunately they're all like that but you get used to it after a while.
[He sniffs once like maybe he's got a bit of dust allergies. Nothing unusual to see here.]
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[His smile turns sheepish, gaze shifting away as he rubs his forehead. Subtlety has never been a Newt skill and it shows.]
I could go for a scrounge, yeah. Just gotta make a quick stop here first...
[He crosses the lab to his desk/music studio which is surrounded by various musical instruments: an upright piano, some keyboards, a guitar and even a small set of drums. It's a wonder how he got all this stuff into a military base but apparently he is dedicated to his hobbies. After a moment spent rifling through the top drawer, Newt pockets a bottle of Tylenol and a handkerchief and then he's ready to scrounge.]
So what's got you up? The bed too stiff? Unfortunately they're all like that but you get used to it after a while.
[He sniffs once like maybe he's got a bit of dust allergies. Nothing unusual to see here.]