[hey, if Newt can endure a little thought-conversation after all that, then Blue can spare the lung real estate.]

Everyone who...worked to find you again. Even those who...didn't know. You were captive. Who were still...speaking to you... [hh.]

The real way...to make it up...to all those feelings...is to carry them with you. As you walk forward. It's the moving forward...that's hard, but, Newt... When someone dear to you...is suffering so much? Don't you just want to see them...have better days ahead? Don't you want to share them, too...?