They've planned all of this out in excruciating detail. Newt knows the step by step process by heart, having gone over it a thousand and one times at Hermann's insistence. They even have contingency plans--the boltcutters, the double syringes--in case something goes wrong. And tonight will be the easy part. The trial is what Newt's really afraid of.
But it's different, walking into the shop and actually seeing Jacopo. He's just... fucking milling around like it's not well past curfew. He has to know, doesn't he? Shouldn't he care more?
What if he's not a Reaper? What if Newt got the clue wrong?
No, no. The clue was obvious. There's no way he's screwed this up. Just stick to the plan. He takes a breath. At least the nerves won't be manufactured.]
H-hey! What the hell are you doing here? [He stays near the door, like Jacopo's caught him by surprise and he wants to stay close to an exit.] It's... It's after curfew.
[He swallows. God, and now he's pulling all of his trust in Hermann. What a world.]
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They've planned all of this out in excruciating detail. Newt knows the step by step process by heart, having gone over it a thousand and one times at Hermann's insistence. They even have contingency plans--the boltcutters, the double syringes--in case something goes wrong. And tonight will be the easy part. The trial is what Newt's really afraid of.
But it's different, walking into the shop and actually seeing Jacopo. He's just... fucking milling around like it's not well past curfew. He has to know, doesn't he? Shouldn't he care more?
What if he's not a Reaper? What if Newt got the clue wrong?
No, no. The clue was obvious. There's no way he's screwed this up. Just stick to the plan. He takes a breath. At least the nerves won't be manufactured.]
H-hey! What the hell are you doing here? [He stays near the door, like Jacopo's caught him by surprise and he wants to stay close to an exit.] It's... It's after curfew.
[He swallows. God, and now he's pulling all of his trust in Hermann. What a world.]