Newt's eyes follow where Kate's pointing, and he blinks in surprise as he tries to take this Eric guy in. "He looks about twelve," he says bluntly, glancing skeptically back at Kate. It's not that he's age prejudiced when it comes to relationships, that'd make him a mighty big hypocrite, but Kate doesn't look her age. Which sounds kind of dickish now that he thinks about it, so he makes a mental note to never actually say that out loud, even if he doesn't mean anything bad by it. Or maybe it's just that he doesn't look thirty-six, which is actually kind of nice, and he thinks he's going to start looking at it that way now.

In any case, Newt's pretty sure Derek is smart enough not to date an actual twelve-year-old, so he's not going to spend a whole lot of time worrying about it.

"So okay, they're into each other but they both have too much baggage to do anything about it? Understandable, I guess." He smiles fondly when Kate says people deserve to be happy, and she's obviously right, but it doesn't always work out that way for some people. They're lucky, they hadn't had to do a lot of waiting around to realize they were right for each other, but someone like Derek's who's been messed with one too many times is pretty much guaranteed to have a little more trouble when it comes to love.

"It should be enough," Newt agrees, "but you know what Derek's been through. After all the shit with Stiles, it's gotta be hard to put serious thought into dedicating yourself to someone like that again. Maybe they just need a little more time to let it simmer."