Re: [In-person: Patrick/Newt]
[Newt appeared three or so meters away from where Patrick was sat. He was in his usual attire: coat, trousers, leather boots. His nose was red, his hair untidy, and the smile that found his lips was strained and diluted. Still, he tried. The man approached Patrick softly and crouched before him unselfconsciously.] Hello, darling. [Fidgeting gaze went to the chronometer, then up, to the round scallop of very human ears. Newt patted Patrick's knee, then offered his hand.] Come on, love. Let's get inside, shall we?