You're sitting under a tree, Minho had just left. It's midnight and he had just come to you because he was a little afraid. You are... Not the best at helping in those situations. You sigh and decide to go to sleep there.

(The Next Morning)

You Wake Up to Newt staring at you. You're lying down on the grass and Newts head is directly above yours.

Newt: "Why did you give Minho a knife last night?"

You shrug "He felt unsafe" you say as you sit up, blinking quickly and sighing.

Newt: "Youre not very good at that are you? Now I feel unsafe!"

"Uhm... Would you like a knife?" You say, not sure if that's how he wanted you to answer.