"Not usually. I don't think anyone tried to find out."

Graves responds dryly. Graves had been passing and had paused to see if the new arrival needed a hand. He had been halfway to doing so when the arrival had proven more than capable of doing it herself.

She's an unfamiliar face, and with that unfamiliarity comes a relief -- it means the rest of his people are back right where they are, fixing the damage caused by Grindelwald, doing whatever it takes to make sure such a breach doesn't happen again. One can hope. He gives her a quick, assessing look, mildly surprised that she's taking it so well; not many people can joke about something like this.

"Is there such a thing in your world?"