Re: dead guys house: des, newt, & pat
I'm sorry, we what? [Newt was looking at Destiny as if he'd not heard her correctly, when Patrick came into the kitchen. He looked a bit pale, but not especially worse for wear. Any harm that came to him during this, of course, would be internal, and Newt glanced to Destiny as she typed on the laptop. He cast a few quick spells in succession. With one, he had the laptop shift itself away from Destiny and into the air. With another, he had a (waterless) scouring charm wipe away any and all fingerprints. The digital part would need to be done manually, but. It was a start. The laptop hovered overhead.
Patrick was asking about the animals now, and Newt shook his head. He didn't want to leave Patrick here and whatever the options were that the other man was setting out as if they were the only ones, Newt wasn't buying it.] No. Absolutely not. [He was only looking at Patrick now, not Destiny.] We'll find your brother. [Now he looked to Destiny.] But, right now, you need to remain calm, all right? [He didn't sound as if he was giving her the choice. He wasn't. If he had to, he'd knock her unconscious and disapparate with her somewhere far enough away that her magic couldn't touch a bloody thing.] Let's bring her to Daniel's. [He was on her lock, after all.]