[Newton grins brightly (ferally), apparently not at all concerned with the same concept of 'Newton has broken every bone in his body and it'll be Alina's fault'. That's a silly way to look at it! Besides, he'd more likely get stabbed with a broken bottle than have every bone broken; c'mon.]

Serious as sin! I mean, I give you permission to totally break your goal if I end up bleeding out on a dirty floor; then you can totally jump in and save me from certain doom. But it wouldn't be my first barfight, little miss sunshine.

[He nudges her, looking none too concerned.]

Besides, you'll help me with my goal later! Tit for tat!

Whaddya' say? Let me be useful!