"I worry, it's a thing I do," Thomas joked, shrugging. If he couldn't worry about the well being of his friends, about dragging them all to the Safe Haven to make sure they didn't have the Flare and could be cured, he'd worry about the small things like getting a job and not being a complete shuck up. He'd worry about forgetting to eat or getting bored or mundane things like that.

His guilt continued to eat him up from the inside but he had a handle on it now, he could work with it.

"I will," Thomas promised, nodding. He was surprised Newt hadn't found his way in there already since he felt better but apparently Newt had a lot going on and was enjoying both his freedom and his health. "Soon."