They're not so Newt just shrugs a shoulder, which probably says enough in itself.

Eventually, there might be others who've stuck around to work late who might point out one of the elevators is broken but who the hell knows when that'll happen? It might not even work out like that until tomorrow, and Newt is hungry now.

"You're not claustrophobic, are you?" he asks, wrinkling his nose. "Because I'm really not good at like, comforting people, y'know?"