Re: quicklog: adrian/newt - the lake
[Newt gave his fond, but skittish smile at the compliment given upon his arrival.] As do you, darling. [Which was true. And without having to think on it, he joined Adrian at the table. His gaze settled on the lighter, then shifted to the man beside him, to search the exhaustion presented to him on familiar features.—He was a touch uncertain as to whether he was entitled to touch Adrian, so he withheld, though he did lift a hand toward black curls. But, that hand stuttered, and, rather lamely, dropped to worn wood. Bitten-down nails picked at the tabletop nervously as Newt looked to his friend's chin.] You've only just found yourself out here, hm? Sleepwalking once again, is it?