"Well, that's good," Newt says, smiling at her. Melanie looks very much healthy, he thinks. In fact, healthier than he can ever recall her looking before. "But what's happened? You look...some kind of different? I can't put my finger on it." Perhaps he would be better able if he were less exhausted from fighting, but as it is, his brain feels utterly scattered for the time being.
"I have been," he admits. He's never seen the need to hide the truth from Melanie; given everything she's already been through, he doesn't see why she can't handle all of the absurdities of Darrow.
"There's a giant Hatchimal coming in from the shore," he continues. "I've been trying to help fight it."
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Date: 2018-01-02 10:10 am (UTC)From:"I have been," he admits. He's never seen the need to hide the truth from Melanie; given everything she's already been through, he doesn't see why she can't handle all of the absurdities of Darrow.
"There's a giant Hatchimal coming in from the shore," he continues. "I've been trying to help fight it."