[He gives Hermann a little scowl, because that totally is unfair to bring up that horrible fiasco. It may or may not ended with fire alarms getting set off and them getting drenched by the sprinkler system. Ooooh, yeah. That was an event.]
You'd been bitching all day that the lab smelled like innards.
[He's just playing with the chow mein at this point, pardon him.]
I was just trying to make it more palatable, or whatever.
You just don't respect that I have to get my hands a little dirty for the good of humanity, dude.
[That was a gross misrepresentation of Hermann’s grievance. Of course, the damn place smelled of foul innards. But the room needed to be above a ridiculously high temperature that made the entire place a sauna. Never had he felt so sticky, wet, and sweaty all in one go.]
Perhaps…I may have gone overboard in some instances. But I could also say the same for you.
[Gingerly, he cuts a piece of crab rangoon with his cutlery into four even bite sizes. Yet another guilty pleasure brought on by Newton.]
The way you brush off my practical theorems to be illusory. I hardly get anything done around this space and yet, you feel it necessary to take it all.
[Hermann settles himself into the pause, settling his cutlery on the side of the plate.]
At no point was there any doubt of that, Newton. You and I have been in correspondence with our research for years. Some of your actions, however, speak otherwise.
...But I too should admit my faults. Perhaps I may have overreacted to a few mishaps that were not warranted. I let my emotions get the better of me and, for that, I apologize.
Hey, your actions don't always make me feel very bright, either. Mostly, you just make me sound like I'm some kinda nutjob.
[Hermann may have had a lifetime of people thinking he's a huge geek, but at least he's always been the 'sane' one. Newt's biggest hurdles in life were trying to convince other people he was a stable, functioning human being. Which... alright, throwing out someone's food isn't really endearing anyone to the idea of him being sane...
But he's not crazy. He's not.
He sighs through his nose, though, because Hermann apologized.
Which is almost as apocalyptic as the actual apocalypse.]
... I'm sorry, too. I was... a little emotional, too. And maybe I've just been cooped up too much lately. I don't know.
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You'd been bitching all day that the lab smelled like innards.
[He's just playing with the chow mein at this point, pardon him.]
I was just trying to make it more palatable, or whatever.
You just don't respect that I have to get my hands a little dirty for the good of humanity, dude.
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Perhaps…I may have gone overboard in some instances. But I could also say the same for you.
[Gingerly, he cuts a piece of crab rangoon with his cutlery into four even bite sizes. Yet another guilty pleasure brought on by Newton.]
The way you brush off my practical theorems to be illusory. I hardly get anything done around this space and yet, you feel it necessary to take it all.
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... Hermann, c'mon. I know I rib you a lot and we get into it, and — yeah, we fight.
But you know that I know you're one of the smartest people in this whole place.
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At no point was there any doubt of that, Newton. You and I have been in correspondence with our research for years. Some of your actions, however, speak otherwise.
...But I too should admit my faults. Perhaps I may have overreacted to a few mishaps that were not warranted. I let my emotions get the better of me and, for that, I apologize.
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[Hermann may have had a lifetime of people thinking he's a huge geek, but at least he's always been the 'sane' one. Newt's biggest hurdles in life were trying to convince other people he was a stable, functioning human being. Which... alright, throwing out someone's food isn't really endearing anyone to the idea of him being sane...
But he's not crazy. He's not.
He sighs through his nose, though, because Hermann apologized.
Which is almost as apocalyptic as the actual apocalypse.]
... I'm sorry, too. I was... a little emotional, too. And maybe I've just been cooped up too much lately. I don't know.