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"
We
can
do
it
,
"
she
said
in
a
quiet
voice
.
Hearing
her
say
that
only
made
him
worry
more
.
"
Holy
crap
,
I
'm
scared
.
"
"
Holy
crap
,
you
're
human
.
You
should
be
scared
.
"
Thomas
did
n't
respond
,
and
for
a
long
time
they
just
sat
there
,
holding
hands
,
no
words
spoken
,
in
their
minds
or
aloud
.
He
felt
the
slightest
hint
of
peace
,
as
fleeting
as
it
was
,
and
tried
to
enjoy
it
for
however
long
it
might
last
.
Thomas
was
almost
sad
when
the
Gathering
finally
ended
.
When
Newt
came
out
of
the
Homestead
he
knew
that
the
time
for
rest
was
over
.
The
Keeper
spotted
them
and
approached
at
a
limping
run
.
Thomas
noticed
he
'd
let
go
of
Teresa
's
hand
without
thinking
about
it
.
Newt
finally
came
to
a
halt
and
crossed
his
arms
over
his
chest
as
he
looked
down
at
them
sitting
on
the
bench
.
"
This
is
bloody
nuts
,
you
know
that
,
right
?
"
His
face
was
impossible
to
read
,
but
there
seemed
to
be
a
hint
of
victory
in
his
eyes
.
Thomas
stood
up
,
feeling
a
rush
of
excitement
flooding
his
body
.
"
So
they
agreed
to
go
?
"
Newt
nodded
.
"
All
of
them
.
Was
n't
as
hard
as
I
thought
it
'd
be
.
Those
shanks
've
seen
what
happens
at
night
with
those
bloody
Doors
open
.
We
ca
n't
get
out
of
the
stupid
Maze
.
Got
ta
try
something
.
"
He
turned
and
looked
at
the
Keepers
,
who
'd
started
to
gather
their
respective
work
groups
.
"
Now
we
just
have
to
convince
the
Gladers
.
"
Thomas
knew
that
would
be
even
more
difficult
than
persuading
the
Keepers
had
been
.
"
You
think
they
'll
go
for
it
?
"
Teresa
asked
,
finally
standing
to
join
them
.
