At this moment, Kate's just really glad Newt hadn't been this seriously obtuse. Or maybe he would have been and she just hadn't given him the chance to doubt her intentions, which is fine, but she's pretty sure all this dancing around feelings would have driven her totally up the wall. Not that she's annoyed by any of this, really, it's totally not her place to be annoyed by it, but she also doesn't understand how he doesn't get it. That's fine, too, though. She's just going to shove him in the right direction.

"Do you know Derek? Like, at all?" she asks. "Yeah, so he's had physical relationships with other people, but that's just fucking. Tab B in Slot B, lather, rinse, repeat. I mean, don't get me wrong, fucking is awesome, but if you think for a second that's all Derek wants out of life, then you're crazy. How could you be what he wants? Answer me one simple question and that'll be the only answer you'll ever need. Do you care about him?"