Newt deposited the bags he did manage to take onto the counter and resisted the urge to help more. Hermann could definitely do it, and his independence was important to him, and Newt really didn't want to drive this wedge between them as he honestly feared he might. Because he could. Sometimes helpful was as thoughtless as not helping and Newt didn't always know when enough was enough.
His gaze followed Liebling out of the kitchen and into the livingroom, watching her play. He answered Hermann without looking at him.
"I'm good. You? How was the shopping trip?" Now he turned back to Hermann, batting his eyes teasingly, coquettishly, as he leaned on the countertop. It did not make him look as cool as he hoped. "Get anything for me~?"
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Date: 2016-03-16 12:45 am (UTC)His gaze followed Liebling out of the kitchen and into the livingroom, watching her play. He answered Hermann without looking at him.
"I'm good. You? How was the shopping trip?" Now he turned back to Hermann, batting his eyes teasingly, coquettishly, as he leaned on the countertop. It did not make him look as cool as he hoped. "Get anything for me~?"