"I could probably get Newt to kick the ball around with me," he shrugged. Maybe he'd ask him. They needed to get out and do things, and just...be normal kids or something. Whatever that meant.
He picked up the knife and started cutting the other half to the tomatoes the way she'd cut the first half.
"But I liked kicking it around with you too. And at least you know what you're doing." Enough that she could tell him how the game was played. newt would be as clueless as he was.