You're a piece of work, y'know that? [ If he means it any way other than endeared, his chuckling grin certainly isn't saying so. ] And you've kept me up way past my bedtime. Trust me, you don't wanna cross my path unless I've gotten my eighteen hours.

[ He cracks his neck, giving Newt a final appraising once over.

What a weird guy. ]

Don't go diving into the mouths of any aliens until we can talk again, capiche? [ He winks. ] You're alright.