Right right, that whole "talent" thing. [He waves a hand. He's not bitter, you're bitter!! He folds up the tablet and slips it back into his jacket pocket, out of ways to pretend he's got better things to do. Well, he does have better things to do, but nothing he can do remotely. He needs to focus.
But, hmmm, the rest of that. Newt can't resist someone patting his ass, even a dumpy kid like this.]
Blind and shortsighted, huh? [He laughs.] Careful, kid. You don't want the wrong people to catch you talking like that.
Fortunately, I don't think the wrong people are listening.
[Another harmless smile. Even trash like him knows to assume that a high-powered corporation is monitoring them. That would be pretty sloppy on their part if they weren't!
He is, admittedly, a little curious about that tablet, but it's out of sight now. Bummer. Instead, the corners of his lips stay fixed in their smile as he answers simply,] As for my talent... I'm lucky.
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But, hmmm, the rest of that. Newt can't resist someone patting his ass, even a dumpy kid like this.]
Blind and shortsighted, huh? [He laughs.] Careful, kid. You don't want the wrong people to catch you talking like that.
[God, he's not wrong, though.]
What's your talent supposed to be, anyway?
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[Another harmless smile. Even trash like him knows to assume that a high-powered corporation is monitoring them. That would be pretty sloppy on their part if they weren't!
He is, admittedly, a little curious about that tablet, but it's out of sight now. Bummer. Instead, the corners of his lips stay fixed in their smile as he answers simply,] As for my talent... I'm lucky.