[The other's words bring him back to reality and he finally pulls away from the other. He rubs at his eyes a bit and Merlin, he's an absolute mess.]

Honestly speaking, but I rather you not be here. [Not because he doesn't want Theseus around. Far from it, but-] This place isn't exactly what I would call a smashing fine time.

[Of course there isn't anything that can be done now that the other is here. Which is to say, if the other was here then...] Come. We should head downstairs. Best to get you acclimated while you're here, after all. [Newt idly realizes that getting the other up to speed was going to be somewhat of an ordeal. Maybe he'll avoid talking at length about everything that has happened. Maybe it's better that way.]