[The admission takes him aback. Now it's his turn to be surprised, he'd expected far more argument. The two of them trying to shunt blame off on each other, doing what they always do. But somehow, it's Newt who has the reservation to stop it in its tracks.

Hermann's shoulders sag. He's quiet for a moment.]

... Don't we? [And before that gets misinterpreted:]

We don't- We didn't work out as friends. Whoever was to blame, both of us probably, that's... It already happened. But I... I respect you. As a colleague, as a person. It wasn't just for the sake of the world that I chose to follow you into the Drift.

[There were selfish reasons, too.]

I don't like being constantly at odds with you, of course not. But the past five years, well, they haven't been the worst. Whenever you threaten to leave, when you almost died, I thought- [Ugh. Saying this is like pulling his own teeth. He hates that almost as much as the act itself.]

I thought I would miss having you around.