Re: [The Bridge over the River: Patrick/Newt]
No, darling, that's not it. But, it doesn't matter. [Patrick didn't want to want what he wanted. Newt, on the other hand, didn't tend to hesitate. It was a crueler aspect of his personality. He tried not to think about it. The talk of falling back in with what was familiar, into relationships that'd been had, it wasn't soothing. Newt sighed. Whatever he was going to say was sidetracked, in any case, by the offer of a place in Patrick's homeland.] Oh, I should like that. Thank you. [He shook his head about the Obscurus.] No. I don't blame myself for the Obscurus. I meant this melding thing he's doing. He's involving other people, so as not to involve us.
[Newt knew it didn't matter what he thought about betrayal.] I understand, Patrick, I just don't see it that way. And I'm not you. [The bridge swung slightly.] Adrian's terrible at understand people have their own points of view unless you lead him there, I'm afraid. [He glanced over when Patrick winked.] You've not fucked them up, Patrick. All relationships are between two people. No one person affects everything. Things change, darling, whether we want them to or not, but it doesn't mean you'll never be close with Connie again. What happens today doesn't mean it will or won't happen tomorrow. I know it feels as if it's all terrible. I'm sure your sister, Nat, would be glad to hear from you, in any case, if you felt like reaching out to her. [The world moved as the bridge swung, and Newt laid back on the wood, legs still dangling. He folded his arms behind his head and looked up at the trees and the sliver of sky.] What shall we talk of? I spoke a little with Destiny, but I wouldn't say that was positive.