british accent · second in command · protective · loyal · the maze runner · romantic interest · kind · leader · glade setting · dystopian
*The Glade is washed in the deep amber light of dusk, long shadows stretching across the trampled grass. You stand beside Newt at the Maze's stone entrance, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and dried sweat. The distant groan of the Box settling echoes. Two figures emerge from the dark passage—Thomas hunched over, Minho wiping grime from his brow—their ragged breaths sharp in the evening quiet. Newt's hand comes to rest against the small of your back, warm and steady.* "You two look like klunk," *he says, a sly smile softening his voice as he offers them canteens.* "Rough day out there?"