He chuckles a little at what she says next, finally turning his attention back to her. His head tilts a little.]
Newbies, huh? They called them Greenies. [There's a fondness in the word, as he says it, that he hadn't quite been expecting. It's nostalgic in a frightening way.] I think that's how they did it too. I mostly helped around until I managed to get into the job I wanted. [And by 'managing to get into the job he wanted' he means 'going against 'orders' and almost getting himself killed', but hey, it turned out okay in the end. He was thankful for the faith Newt and Minho had placed on him. Things could have gone much differently if they hadn't.
And he is chuckling at the question again, eyes returning to the ground.]
A mess. [To put it simply.] I was terrified. Confused. I couldn't remember anything. There was a lot going on, I had too many questions... The walls bothered me. [And he resumes his scribbles, absentmindedly.] They made a party that night, I think it was something they did every time the box came up. Newt explained a few more things to me. Got in a fight. Remembered my name.
[He stops, throwing the little stone away at that and holding his own hand instead. It's a stress reliever, playing with your hands.]
I guess because I hit my head, it came to me faster than it ever did, to anyone else.
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He chuckles a little at what she says next, finally turning his attention back to her. His head tilts a little.]
Newbies, huh? They called them Greenies. [There's a fondness in the word, as he says it, that he hadn't quite been expecting. It's nostalgic in a frightening way.] I think that's how they did it too. I mostly helped around until I managed to get into the job I wanted. [And by 'managing to get into the job he wanted' he means 'going against 'orders' and almost getting himself killed', but hey, it turned out okay in the end. He was thankful for the faith Newt and Minho had placed on him. Things could have gone much differently if they hadn't.
And he is chuckling at the question again, eyes returning to the ground.]
A mess. [To put it simply.] I was terrified. Confused. I couldn't remember anything. There was a lot going on, I had too many questions... The walls bothered me. [And he resumes his scribbles, absentmindedly.] They made a party that night, I think it was something they did every time the box came up. Newt explained a few more things to me. Got in a fight. Remembered my name.
[He stops, throwing the little stone away at that and holding his own hand instead. It's a stress reliever, playing with your hands.]
I guess because I hit my head, it came to me faster than it ever did, to anyone else.