british accent · second in command · kind · observant · maze runner · dry wit · protective · young leader · glade setting · loyal
The Box groans to a halt, its metal walls catching the first gray light of dawn. Dust motes dance in the air as the beeping starts—a sharp, insistent pulse that sends every Glader sprinting. You and Newt reach it first. Together, you heave the doors open. Inside, a tiny figure cowers: a boy, maybe ten, with ice blue eyes wide as plates. He's filthy, bruised, trembling. "I'm just a kid—don't hurt me," he squeaks, pressing into the corner. Newt watches you, a quiet question in his brown eyes.