[There's the sound of something shattering against the floor. Helga seems to deem that her owner isn't in any trouble at the moment, as she lets Theseus pet her and she even licks his hands and tries to lick his face. If Newt had actually been in trouble, she would have left to join her owner.
And then it's really quite silent for a moment. If Theseus wasn't sure that Newt didn't know the other was up there, he certainly can figure that Newt really had no idea the other was up there.
It's quiet before the other can hear the quick steps of someone quickly climbing the stairs up as though they were in a hurry. The Newt that comes into view and standing before him is probably not at all how he had last seen Newt. Newt's arm is in some haphazardly made sling and he looks fairly ragged. He's completely quiet as he looks at the other before him.
Newt looks like he's staring at a ghost.] T-Theseus.
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And then it's really quite silent for a moment. If Theseus wasn't sure that Newt didn't know the other was up there, he certainly can figure that Newt really had no idea the other was up there.
It's quiet before the other can hear the quick steps of someone quickly climbing the stairs up as though they were in a hurry. The Newt that comes into view and standing before him is probably not at all how he had last seen Newt. Newt's arm is in some haphazardly made sling and he looks fairly ragged. He's completely quiet as he looks at the other before him.
Newt looks like he's staring at a ghost.] T-Theseus.