Then we are dead.

[newtralize]

And we are together in 'other' New York.
Which is both heaven and hell,
And we have coffee, and ice cream
And aching hearts.

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[newtralize]

I have a few concerns why they haven't killed me. [It's one thing to get him out of the way, but to keep him...

They surely had something planned for him. It meant that he had to do something quick.] Well, they really did take the chance by not bounding me again... Sorry, Pickett. It was safer this way, but I can't imagine it being as comfortable as my coat pocket. [As Newt speaks, there's some disgruntled chirping as a small green creature slowly crawls out from his boot.

Newt was sure they would have checked his pockets on his person so it was safer for Pickett to have moved to somewhere less obvious.] I really don't have any intention of sitting here idly. No one deserves to be here like this.