"No, I'm not asking for you to say it's okay," Kavinsky said and shook his head. "You're right. It's not. It's--yeah. I fucked up. I just..."

Kavinsky scrubbed his fingers in his hair and then looked at Newt. "I want to make this better. I wanna fix this. I don't know how I do that, but you. You mean everything to me, sugar."