[It's too much to simply ask anyone to believe she thinks. No, perhaps too much was not right-- In the past month they'd found the world destroyed, been aboard a spaceship, and shuttled down at breakneck speeds to the surface of the planet. Finding out these men were from the future was not all too out there, but on top of everything it's difficult to suss. In natural fashion she tries to push her own thoughts and worries to the side, something to grapple with later--
Here and now required focus.
The metal of the locket was warming beneath her hand, a simple twist of her hand and she drops it to her side. Grindelwald, undefeated. A new dark lord. These two men insisting they trust them. Sirius Black certainly had the response of someone who had been in Britain's prison, she supposes-- But MACUSA didn't have dementors. She herself had been monitored when she lost her job and any truly dark cases were simply killed. Another effect of her government she almost faced.
It's a different kind of unhinged, she supposes, in the man's reactions thus far. Demands of trust and she frowns deeper yet, assessing the situation ever more quietly before she huffs out a breath.]
Look. The thing is none of what you've said we can prove. I'm not gonna deny a possible new Dark Lord or what your own war has brought-- [Because she does buy that, from their reactions. She's trained to study people and understand them, or try to anyway.] You've got to understand how it sounds. "Trust us, but should someone else appear they'll deny everything."
[Because again, that's exactly what it is-- Though from her grimace it's not as if she doesn't know what it's like to be on the other end of it. What with Grindelwald's recent dealings, but that had been a singular day and settled quickly. She pauses, glancing at Newt before sighing:]
I can't speak for Newt, but this is all a bit much. [Irony in that word there.] And while I'll agree on working you should Grindelwald or your Voldemort shows up-- [It feels like a dig at the separation there when she says it, perhaps because it is.] I'm not going to trust someone simply because they tell me too.
[And she's not. Though, she did trust Newt, but that was an entirely different circumstance. It's the best answer she has, though, because wariness is in her bones. Queenie was the only person she would trust with everything right now. Newt she trusts in many ways, but that bond is still new-- Her trust is hard-earned and careful and working with someone towards a common goal was entirely different.]
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Here and now required focus.
The metal of the locket was warming beneath her hand, a simple twist of her hand and she drops it to her side. Grindelwald, undefeated. A new dark lord. These two men insisting they trust them. Sirius Black certainly had the response of someone who had been in Britain's prison, she supposes-- But MACUSA didn't have dementors. She herself had been monitored when she lost her job and any truly dark cases were simply killed. Another effect of her government she almost faced.
It's a different kind of unhinged, she supposes, in the man's reactions thus far. Demands of trust and she frowns deeper yet, assessing the situation ever more quietly before she huffs out a breath.]
Look. The thing is none of what you've said we can prove. I'm not gonna deny a possible new Dark Lord or what your own war has brought-- [Because she does buy that, from their reactions. She's trained to study people and understand them, or try to anyway.] You've got to understand how it sounds. "Trust us, but should someone else appear they'll deny everything."
[Because again, that's exactly what it is-- Though from her grimace it's not as if she doesn't know what it's like to be on the other end of it. What with Grindelwald's recent dealings, but that had been a singular day and settled quickly. She pauses, glancing at Newt before sighing:]
I can't speak for Newt, but this is all a bit much. [Irony in that word there.] And while I'll agree on working you should Grindelwald or your Voldemort shows up-- [It feels like a dig at the separation there when she says it, perhaps because it is.] I'm not going to trust someone simply because they tell me too.
[And she's not. Though, she did trust Newt, but that was an entirely different circumstance. It's the best answer she has, though, because wariness is in her bones. Queenie was the only person she would trust with everything right now. Newt she trusts in many ways, but that bond is still new-- Her trust is hard-earned and careful and working with someone towards a common goal was entirely different.]