[Puffy-eyed and looking like he'd just gotten through a bad break-up, Newton lays his head back and sighs miserably.]

Uuuugh, you're making me so hungry for jelly donuts.

[Honestly, he could eat a mountain's worth of baked goods at this point. Hostess when? Little Debbie's who? But her chuckle draws his head back upright, and he looks at her with a somewhat pleased expression; it's nice to see his words mattering to someone else; nice to know he can still do something worthwhile like that, even after everything. He gives her a little nudge with his shoulder, a little more confident than the man she'd found curled up and mourning minutes before.]

Any time you feel lonely, you can come find me.

And don't hesitate about it! Because I might be lonely then, too, so you'll be doing me a favor.