The little mole-like thing, the Niffler stared up at Ronan when he glanced over again, gaze catching on a pair of tiny, beady eyes. It was kind of cute in a strange way, struggling slightly against the hold the Newt guy had on it.
Eyebrow arched, Ronan looked over at Chainsaw again, who still remained perched atop the dashboard.
"Sounds like he and Chainsaw here have something in common," he remarked with no small amount of disapproval. He'd yet to find Chainsaw's stash of shiny objects in Cabeswater though he had a feeling it was hidden up in the rafters of the barn, high enough for him not to easily reach.
He didn't remark on the obliviate thing again, caught instead on the word Muggle. It was one he knew though it took him a moment to remember why. Either Newt here actually was a wizard from the world of Harry Potter or he was fucking crazy; Ronan knew he'd find out which it was sooner rather than later.
"I'm Ronan," he said instead, still glancing a suspicious eye over at Newt as he drove. "Lynch. I'm a farmer. And part-time bookstore employee." It wasn't untrue, but Ronan had a feeling the statement might surprise Newt a bit. The idea nearly made him smile. "What kind of living can you make here with a title like that?"
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Date: 2017-03-20 07:05 pm (UTC)Eyebrow arched, Ronan looked over at Chainsaw again, who still remained perched atop the dashboard.
"Sounds like he and Chainsaw here have something in common," he remarked with no small amount of disapproval. He'd yet to find Chainsaw's stash of shiny objects in Cabeswater though he had a feeling it was hidden up in the rafters of the barn, high enough for him not to easily reach.
He didn't remark on the obliviate thing again, caught instead on the word Muggle. It was one he knew though it took him a moment to remember why. Either Newt here actually was a wizard from the world of Harry Potter or he was fucking crazy; Ronan knew he'd find out which it was sooner rather than later.
"I'm Ronan," he said instead, still glancing a suspicious eye over at Newt as he drove. "Lynch. I'm a farmer. And part-time bookstore employee." It wasn't untrue, but Ronan had a feeling the statement might surprise Newt a bit. The idea nearly made him smile. "What kind of living can you make here with a title like that?"