Re: quicklog: adrian/newt - the lake
[He didn't quite jump - after all, he'd been expecting it, and he'd seen it happen many times before, but he started a little. He smiled when he saw Newt.] You look fetching. [The word choice was a little tongue in cheek, but he meant it. He struck exactly the figure he liked to see him in, looking a little nervous in his rolled-up shirtsleeves and his forever-mussed hair.
He snapped the lighter closed again, noticed it between his fingers, and set it down flat on the table. He tapped the seat next to him, looking up, as usual.] Do you want to sit? [His eyes were a little sunken, and weariness clung to him with sticky fingers, but he wasn't going to let his bad mood spread any further than himself.]