Newt sits there, fidgeting, listening to Baelheit's proposal, offering a few nods to give the impression he's understanding and listening to the conversation without side-lining too much into looking bored.
"Fully involved? Like, more work than just what I do now?" he says, sounding a little apprehensive. Not that he couldn't do it, but he's certainly starting to feel himself stretch a little thin between clients at his clinic, trying to figure out Cybertronians, catch up on everything that's happening in academia and the actual work he's supposed to be doing for Mintaka, and he's not sure more work would really be a good idea. But he's not about to say no to someone who's pretty much saying he's the shit.
"How highly confidential we talking? Like, signing a confidentiality paper and you can sue me if I spill, or we'll find and break your legs if you spill kind of confidential?" he asks, before pausing. "Not that I'm thinking about selling that information, I just kinda wanna know how serious this stuff is before I sign on, y'know?"
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"Fully involved? Like, more work than just what I do now?" he says, sounding a little apprehensive. Not that he couldn't do it, but he's certainly starting to feel himself stretch a little thin between clients at his clinic, trying to figure out Cybertronians, catch up on everything that's happening in academia and the actual work he's supposed to be doing for Mintaka, and he's not sure more work would really be a good idea. But he's not about to say no to someone who's pretty much saying he's the shit.
"How highly confidential we talking? Like, signing a confidentiality paper and you can sue me if I spill, or we'll find and break your legs if you spill kind of confidential?" he asks, before pausing. "Not that I'm thinking about selling that information, I just kinda wanna know how serious this stuff is before I sign on, y'know?"