"From the Mariana Trench," Newt tells him, offering a wry smile. "Long story, there were these things called Precursors, they wanted to colonize the earth, etcetera, etcetera. Hot mess, seriously, we got our asses consistently annihilated for like, ten years. I was the only kaiju biology specialist left on our team and, y'know..." He shrugs a shoulder casually, like he's not about to drop an awesome fact about himself. "I saved the world. It's whatever."

Okay, so he'd had some help. If Chuck was here, his best friend would probably punch him so hard his arm would go numb. Luckily, Chuck is not here, but Newt makes a mental reminder to treat the guy extra nice the next time they see each other.

"Don't worry, though, there's nothing like that here. Obviously. We'd definitely be dead if there was."