[Newt brings the tray over and sets it on the small table and gestures at the other to take a seat with him. The furniture in the place was sparse at best. Newt hadn't cared much for furnishing his abode, though Theseus has most definitely chided him about it. He has yet to really rectify the lack of. The dining table was comfortable enough for two people though. It made sense, with Theseus and Newt now living together.] I always had quite a bit of trouble. [He smiles a little sadly.] Making friends, that is. [And maybe he has been starting to feel lonely or that being stuck in his thoughts has done nothing to help him at the very least.]
I'm not one for diplomacy, if that's what you're wondering. I- [He sighs as he busies pouring tea into the tea cups. There's a bowl filled with sugar cubes, a creamer filled with milk, a bowl and spoon with honey, and a plate of biscuits. Anything you could ever need to accompany a good cup of tea.] I understand that it is in their best interest to do this. I believe it to be ideal even. I, however, cannot say that I am fond of it...all.
[He pushes one of the teacup and saucer to Hiccup.] Chamomile tea. It's supposed to relieve anxiety and help with sleep. [An indication that he was sure that perhaps Hiccup could use some of it. He, himself, could do with some. His nerves were far from calm.] It isn't exactly our place, at the moment, to do anything out of line that will endanger the people here. [Because they are outsiders in the grand scheme of things. While there was no knowing when they'll leave, they were temporary inhabitants and that meant that they may not see the repercussions of their actions.] I suppose we may have done just that, but... [He spoons a gratuitous amount of honey into his tea before stirring it.] I don't particularly find that place to be pleasant. I am not one for this idea that witches have supremacy. [Newt says it in a surprisingly harsh tone. As though there was more to how he felt that went well beyond Dorchacht.]
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I'm not one for diplomacy, if that's what you're wondering. I- [He sighs as he busies pouring tea into the tea cups. There's a bowl filled with sugar cubes, a creamer filled with milk, a bowl and spoon with honey, and a plate of biscuits. Anything you could ever need to accompany a good cup of tea.] I understand that it is in their best interest to do this. I believe it to be ideal even. I, however, cannot say that I am fond of it...all.
[He pushes one of the teacup and saucer to Hiccup.] Chamomile tea. It's supposed to relieve anxiety and help with sleep. [An indication that he was sure that perhaps Hiccup could use some of it. He, himself, could do with some. His nerves were far from calm.] It isn't exactly our place, at the moment, to do anything out of line that will endanger the people here. [Because they are outsiders in the grand scheme of things. While there was no knowing when they'll leave, they were temporary inhabitants and that meant that they may not see the repercussions of their actions.] I suppose we may have done just that, but... [He spoons a gratuitous amount of honey into his tea before stirring it.] I don't particularly find that place to be pleasant. I am not one for this idea that witches have supremacy. [Newt says it in a surprisingly harsh tone. As though there was more to how he felt that went well beyond Dorchacht.]