Newt took a seat in a nearly adjacent chair, crossing his legs in the seat, and angling himself to see both the floor and the other agent. “I can agree with you on that front, although I prefer doing the training when people are about then doing y own thing when it’s quiet.” He shrugged, he could see were she was coming from, and “to each their own.” He said, almost as an after thought.
Jersey stiffened a little bit when he sat beside her, turning her chair to face him more. “When there’s less people around, there’s less people to watch me.” She glanced over at him. “Or at least, I assumed there wouldn’t be anyone.”















