[oh my god there is so much fuzzy creature in his jacket, what does he do—] —O-Oh. Well, it's his. I don't need it.
[He stares wide-eyed at the niffler as he says this, addressing him more than Newt again. It's easier, and it seems smarter to talk to the thing crawling around on him directly, just in case. He might even try to smile for a fraction of a second, but that could just as easily be a wince of discomfort. Niffler, his shirt is wrinkled now...
Then,] Oh. [That time, to Newt, as he hesitates before taking his hand to get up. That was... an adventure, but whatever feelings he's having about it he doesn't voice aloud. Newt will have to interpret Credence's mild look, which at least has the added and rare benefit of eye contact as well as Credence glancing past him voluntarily toward the rest of the case's bizarre habitat.]
[Newt does a bit of staring, even if it's unintentionally. It's something Tina did, watching Credence's expressions for any sign that he might be enjoying himself. He liked to think he was more subtle.
He wasn't. Whether or not Credence was smiling, Newt was, and he wasn't going to stop unless something cataclysmic event was taking place outside the suitcase.
But Credence was inside it, so it's probably fine.] Mooncalves! This way, we'll see Pickett and Dougal as we pass by. [And hey, he'll keep holding his hand to lead him through the tents. Niffler seems to be stuffing more coins into Credence's pockets as they go.]
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[He stares wide-eyed at the niffler as he says this, addressing him more than Newt again. It's easier, and it seems smarter to talk to the thing crawling around on him directly, just in case. He might even try to smile for a fraction of a second, but that could just as easily be a wince of discomfort. Niffler, his shirt is wrinkled now...
Then,] Oh. [That time, to Newt, as he hesitates before taking his hand to get up. That was... an adventure, but whatever feelings he's having about it he doesn't voice aloud. Newt will have to interpret Credence's mild look, which at least has the added and rare benefit of eye contact as well as Credence glancing past him voluntarily toward the rest of the case's bizarre habitat.]
Mooncalves...?
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He wasn't. Whether or not Credence was smiling, Newt was, and he wasn't going to stop unless something cataclysmic event was taking place outside the suitcase.
But Credence was inside it, so it's probably fine.] Mooncalves! This way, we'll see Pickett and Dougal as we pass by. [And hey, he'll keep holding his hand to lead him through the tents. Niffler seems to be stuffing more coins into Credence's pockets as they go.]