Newt's quiet for a moment, staring into the fire. There's something aching in his chest, but there's a warmth there also. It's bitter sweet. "Well, uh...before I could do anything, we both got captured by Kite. And this happened." Newt points at the scar that bisects his face. "He hacked my jaw off and replaced Hermann's lower half with the lower half of a giant spider. And, um...while we were like that, I couldn't talk while my jaw was growing back so we talked a lot in morse code. And he tapped out something and I didn't understand it and he wouldn't tell me what he said." There's something very far away in his expression.

"So I figured it out. After my jaw grew back and his legs grew back, I figured out that, uh....that he said he thought he loved me." Even now, his stomach does a funny little flip flop, face heating. "So I confronted him about it. And we argued about it." There's a twitch to the corner of his mouth, because of course they did. "And then he kissed me. And we started dating."