If that is going to be his job, he'll take it. There are few things in this Darrow life worth doing without Kate by his side, and he's pretty sure he'd still be driving himself crazy trying to figure out how the hell to get out of here if it hadn't been for her. Day one, he'd been smitten like he's never really been before and yeah, he'd dated a lot in college and not so much once he'd been recruited by Pentecost, but he knows that he'd never felt for anyone else what he'd felt for Kate. What he feels for Kate.
She gets him, she gets that sometimes he doesn't have his head screwed on straight and that he has a hard time not saying literally all the things he wants to say because keeping his mouth shut is, at best, an impossible task. She's never once judged him for who he is or what he likes to do, not even when he'd run off to save a goddamn kaiju skin louse on their wedding day. Newt's a loudmouth, he'll talk at anyone who's willing or has no choice but to listen, but with Kate, it's different. He trusts her implicitly, more than anyone else in this town, and the things he says to her mean something. The thing that's the most remarkable, though, is that he loves her, and she actually loves him back. This holiday season doesn't feel very different from last year's, with the one glaring exception being that they're married this time around, but Newt's just glad that he's made it to another one with the person he wants to spend every season with.
"Okay, so bling, lots of bling, roger that," he teases, though he's nodding like she's making total sense with this outrageous talk about giant diamond necklaces. "Y'know, I never did get the whole name necklace thing, what's that all about? Is it in case you forget who you are? Like, amnesia or Alzheimer's or something? Because if you ever get Alzheimer's, I'm totally just going to cure it so the name necklace isn't even necessary anymore."
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She gets him, she gets that sometimes he doesn't have his head screwed on straight and that he has a hard time not saying literally all the things he wants to say because keeping his mouth shut is, at best, an impossible task. She's never once judged him for who he is or what he likes to do, not even when he'd run off to save a goddamn kaiju skin louse on their wedding day. Newt's a loudmouth, he'll talk at anyone who's willing or has no choice but to listen, but with Kate, it's different. He trusts her implicitly, more than anyone else in this town, and the things he says to her mean something. The thing that's the most remarkable, though, is that he loves her, and she actually loves him back. This holiday season doesn't feel very different from last year's, with the one glaring exception being that they're married this time around, but Newt's just glad that he's made it to another one with the person he wants to spend every season with.
"Okay, so bling, lots of bling, roger that," he teases, though he's nodding like she's making total sense with this outrageous talk about giant diamond necklaces. "Y'know, I never did get the whole name necklace thing, what's that all about? Is it in case you forget who you are? Like, amnesia or Alzheimer's or something? Because if you ever get Alzheimer's, I'm totally just going to cure it so the name necklace isn't even necessary anymore."