[ It's funny, Alby thinks, that he's holding onto just every word that Newt says. He'll always remember the first words, of course, but everything else is so interesting, Alby would consider it a loss if he forgot even the slightest detail. London born and raised, and he finds himself curious, hungry even, for more, to learn everything about this skinny little guy. His likes his dislikes -- he just wants to talk to the guy for the day or, preferably, a good year, learning and outlining all there is to know about Newt.
'Course, then he asks and Alby is sent into the reality that the entire world doesn't actually just revolve around Newt. And by extension Alby -- but mainly Newt. He's gone from being a complete stranger to still a stranger but the center of the entire world -- Alby would scold himself, if he weren't so happy with the direction this day has taken. He blinks up in confusion for a second before shaking his head, clucking his tongue. ]
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'Course, then he asks and Alby is sent into the reality that the entire world doesn't actually just revolve around Newt. And by extension Alby -- but mainly Newt. He's gone from being a complete stranger to still a stranger but the center of the entire world -- Alby would scold himself, if he weren't so happy with the direction this day has taken. He blinks up in confusion for a second before shaking his head, clucking his tongue. ]
Just heading home, actually.