--work better without it." He told himself as he tried to get his mind off his fear for 𝐊.'s life.

--been looking for you, 𝐊.." He crossed his arms. "I was getting worried."

--Then Thomas turned from 𝐊., trying to hide his grin as he did.

"I may have found out a bit more about Rat Man." He said to 𝐊., his hands sliding into his pockets.

"He's not who he claims he is, 𝐊.. He's been lying to us."

--Thomas took a slow, shaky breath before continuing. "𝐊., he injected us with the Flare. Rather or not he denies it, he did."

He looked at 𝐊. and sighed softly. "I'm sorry, Newt. I truly am." He sighed again. "I'm pissed. Majorly pissed."

He sighed and looked down. "I feel bad, 𝐊.. I wish I could get a cure faster than not."

"I have an idea... Do you trust me, 𝐊.?"

--get cured." He said to 𝐊. softly, a small smile on his lips.

He sighed. 𝐊. was right. They lacked information. He wanted to do anything to keep his friends alive. Anything.

"What do you mean, Newt?" 𝐊.

"I just can't leave you, 𝐊.. Y-You're my best friend here."

"You're not planning on dying, are you, 𝐊.?" He whispered as he crossed his arms.