‘ With the lack of grandchildren my dear mother welcomes any variety. ’ Not many receive his unconditionally trust to willingly leave them with his suitcase unsupervised. Make no mistake, magical beasts are no pets, but most loyal friends. Newt lowers his gaze to avoid the inquisitive glance during the silence stretching between them, resting a hand against the wide collar of his peacock-blue coloured coat. ‘ Among others— ’ He may not be advised to share his intention to pay Jacob, the muggle who’s been involved in the events of Grindelwald, a visit as well.
‘ Madame President showed an interest into Thunderbirds— I hoped the positive involvement of the Thunderbird I released last year, Frank, may be the first step to ease some of MACUSA’s laws regarding magical beasts. No more on-sight executions would be most welcomed already. I also distantly remember that I might have promised you a copy of my book ? A delivery in person. ’
Animals for grandchildren. He couldn’t help a small smile. “She’ll have a lot on her hands.” It fades just as quickly and as Newt looks away, latching onto the collar of his coat like it’ll shield him from the silence, Graves decides this man can be kind--awkward--but an unintentional hazard. People underestimate him.
“The president's on it as we speak,” he confirms, deep, finally setting his ledger down. “It should be done soon.” Picquery wasn’t heartless, but if anyone ever dared whisper she was getting soft for letting Newt go and writing laws to protect thunderbirds, they’d sleep with the threat of the jelly-legs jinx until hell froze over. Graves lifts his head just enough, letting Newt know it's okay to come forward.
“I’ll take a look at that.”