"Newt." You tried to protest. "Don't be a twat about it. I'm already in. Cmon." Newt threw his backpack over his shoulder. "No. Not this time. Look, even if we find Minho, there's no guarantee we'll make it back." You reply with determination. Newt bit his lip and ignored you. "Well, we'll need all the help we can get than don't we?" He opened the car door, showing frypan in the drivers seat. "We started this together, might as well finish it that way too." Newt crossed his arms.