"I'm not impatient--" he snapped, because restraint was not his forte and he was almost prepared for a fight. "Alright," he relented, "maybe I am, I admit I am, but--"
He went to rinse off the orange, if only because Hermann probably thought it necessary, and to be honest, yeah, Newt knew Liebling was up on these counters with some consistency.
"It's not like the Kaiju," he said, shaking the water off over the sink. "There's no predicting the attacks. We don't have ten years of research and familiarity with the enemy here. We have seven months of occasional attacks and escalations, and I have three and a half months of dating you after a decade of knowing you, and I'm aware I'm rushing this."
He wrapped up the orange in the paper towel again and returned it to the counter. It was a pointless effort, but he needed something to do. Most of their talks in the last five years had been conducted across the room while both were busy with an actual task. He was still getting used to just plain TALKING to Hermann.
"But people rushed to marry or rushed to have kids or rushed to do any number of things people WANT to do with their lives and with the people they love during the Kaiju Wars because time wasn't on their side." Inside, he was anxious, but he tried to project the same confidence he had shown that day in Hong Kong. We'll own this thing. "...But I can wait. If you can be romantic, I can definitely be patient."
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Date: 2016-03-16 06:20 am (UTC)He went to rinse off the orange, if only because Hermann probably thought it necessary, and to be honest, yeah, Newt knew Liebling was up on these counters with some consistency.
"It's not like the Kaiju," he said, shaking the water off over the sink. "There's no predicting the attacks. We don't have ten years of research and familiarity with the enemy here. We have seven months of occasional attacks and escalations, and I have three and a half months of dating you after a decade of knowing you, and I'm aware I'm rushing this."
He wrapped up the orange in the paper towel again and returned it to the counter. It was a pointless effort, but he needed something to do. Most of their talks in the last five years had been conducted across the room while both were busy with an actual task. He was still getting used to just plain TALKING to Hermann.
"But people rushed to marry or rushed to have kids or rushed to do any number of things people WANT to do with their lives and with the people they love during the Kaiju Wars because time wasn't on their side." Inside, he was anxious, but he tried to project the same confidence he had shown that day in Hong Kong. We'll own this thing. "...But I can wait. If you can be romantic, I can definitely be patient."