"I lived on a tropical island for years; I'm pretty sure I can do without a fruit basket," snorts Sawyer, though he appreciates the thought. Truth be told, he almost likes the thought of having Newt stick around in whatever fashion suits him, even though he can't quite break away from the thought that Newt would probably be better off without someone like Sawyer. Sometimes he's just a disaster waiting to happen, even though he likes to think that there's nothing in the city that would drive him to where he was only weeks ago.
Never say never, though.
Else, he never would have believed that he'd be one day toting around a drunken scientist on his back. If it were Jack, after all, he'd probably just drop the guy and make him walk it off.
"Sorry, can't hear you from back there," Sawyer says, teasing, before he hefts Newt higher and starts lumbering for the door, more than a few laughs following behind the both of them.
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Date: 2013-10-30 04:00 am (UTC)Never say never, though.
Else, he never would have believed that he'd be one day toting around a drunken scientist on his back. If it were Jack, after all, he'd probably just drop the guy and make him walk it off.
"Sorry, can't hear you from back there," Sawyer says, teasing, before he hefts Newt higher and starts lumbering for the door, more than a few laughs following behind the both of them.