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"
Just
wondering
.
"
Newt
gave
him
a
suspicious
look
.
"
Best
of
the
best
,
those
guys
.
Have
to
be
.
Everything
depends
on
them
.
"
He
picked
up
a
loose
rock
and
tossed
it
,
watching
it
absently
as
it
bounced
to
a
stop
.
"
Why
are
n't
you
one
?
"
Newt
's
gaze
returned
to
Thomas
,
sharply
.
"
Was
till
I
hurt
my
leg
few
months
back
.
Has
n't
been
the
bloody
same
since
.
"
He
reached
down
and
rubbed
his
right
ankle
absently
,
a
brief
look
of
pain
flashing
across
his
face
.
The
look
made
Thomas
think
it
was
more
from
the
memory
,
not
any
actual
physical
pain
he
still
felt
.
"
How
'd
you
do
it
?
"
Thomas
asked
,
thinking
the
more
he
could
get
Newt
to
talk
,
the
more
he
'd
learn
.
"
Runnin
'
from
the
buggin
'
Grievers
,
what
else
?
Almost
got
me
.
"
He
paused
.
"
Still
gives
me
the
chills
thinkin
'
I
might
have
gone
through
the
Changing
.
"
The
Changing
.
It
was
the
one
topic
that
Thomas
thought
might
lead
him
to
answers
more
than
anything
else
.
"
What
is
that
,
anyway
?
What
changes
?
Does
everyone
go
psycho
like
Ben
and
start
trying
to
kill
people
?
"
"
Ben
was
way
worse
than
most
.
But
I
thought
you
wanted
to
talk
about
the
Runners
.
"
Newt
's
tone
warned
that
the
conversation
about
the
Changing
was
over
.
This
made
Thomas
even
more
curious
,
though
he
was
just
fine
going
back
to
the
subject
of
Runners
.
"
Okay
,
I
'm
listening
.
"
