[Newt is trying to figure out what is more mortifying. The outfit he's wearing in front of a whole crowd of strangers or the fact that a bunch of people had all but manhandled him into said outfit.
If...one could call this a full outfit. Last he checked, a proper outfit meant one was suitably covered. He can easily say that he is not suitably covered. No matter how much he tries to dig his heels in, he's eventually pushed out to the catwalk and forced to start walking across it.
Just don't look at anyone. Don't make eye contact with anyone. It'll be fine. He just has to get to the end. Do a spin and walk back. This is fine. What's the worst that can happen?
And then he sees Theseus in the crowd and-
No, he has definitely decided what is the most mortifying thing to happen. Wearing this bloody outfit and being caught seen in it by someone he knows. More so, caught by his brother of all people. He's pretty sure he wants the earth to engulf him.]
Oh, applesauce. [He says it under his breath. Even to himself, he seemingly refrains from saying anything too obscene.]
I can't believe this is how Newt is gonna die.
If...one could call this a full outfit. Last he checked, a proper outfit meant one was suitably covered. He can easily say that he is not suitably covered. No matter how much he tries to dig his heels in, he's eventually pushed out to the catwalk and forced to start walking across it.
Just don't look at anyone. Don't make eye contact with anyone. It'll be fine. He just has to get to the end. Do a spin and walk back. This is fine. What's the worst that can happen?
And then he sees Theseus in the crowd and-
No, he has definitely decided what is the most mortifying thing to happen. Wearing this bloody outfit and being caught seen in it by someone he knows. More so, caught by his brother of all people. He's pretty sure he wants the earth to engulf him.]
Oh, applesauce. [He says it under his breath. Even to himself, he seemingly refrains from saying anything too obscene.]