[ A few steps behind Tina, Newt remains similarly concerned with her over anyone else in the house. They're not fighting, exactly, but Newt is pushing more than he would under normal circumstances. Their words overlap, as he attempts to answer her question before she finishes asking it. ]
I thought it would be a nice gesture to cook — [ for you is swallowed in lieu of Tina's subject change. Perhaps foolishly, his wand has been nestled in his coat pocket, and he cradles two bags of supplies (hard to know what Tina might enjoy, alright) from Thesa Station's mess hall, too occupied to quickly or easily arm himself. Newt peers over her shoulder in the doorway, eyebrows arching at the sight of Mr. Lupin and his, ah, companion. He glances from Tina to them and back again, expression neutral despite her apparent alarm.
Mr. Lupin had been friendly, after all, and a fan of his work. What's going on? Well. ]
Tea, I should think.
[ He had hoped they would be alone, in truth, but inconveniencing Tina's housemates is still preferable to intruding on the little, dragon queen. ]
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I thought it would be a nice gesture to cook — [ for you is swallowed in lieu of Tina's subject change. Perhaps foolishly, his wand has been nestled in his coat pocket, and he cradles two bags of supplies (hard to know what Tina might enjoy, alright) from Thesa Station's mess hall, too occupied to quickly or easily arm himself. Newt peers over her shoulder in the doorway, eyebrows arching at the sight of Mr. Lupin and his, ah, companion. He glances from Tina to them and back again, expression neutral despite her apparent alarm.
Mr. Lupin had been friendly, after all, and a fan of his work. What's going on? Well. ]
Tea, I should think.
[ He had hoped they would be alone, in truth, but inconveniencing Tina's housemates is still preferable to intruding on the little, dragon queen. ]