It stands to reason that she's the only one who would do that, the one person above him who commands the Aurors as well. He gleans what little he can from what Credence offers, and realizes that it's no surprise how he's distrustful; they tried to kill him.
Not that he can blame her for that; her first and foremost duty is to her people, by preserving peace using all means necessary. They have always done this, within the inner workings of their government -- you get nothing without sacrifice, and while Graves doesn't believe in Grindelwald's madness, he's not naive.
This won't go over well with Credence.
He doesn't look away from him. "You must have posed a grave threat to the city." He's heard of how Obscurii work, even if he's never witnessed them himself -- they cause untold damage, hurt people because they've been hurt themselves. Graves wonders at how powerful he must be, that the President herself had come to give the orders.
Does she know about him, that there's a viper in the nest?
"The President is charged with keeping lives of wizardkind safe." He continues, meeting his eyes but leaning forward, just a little. All his life he has met evil head on, neutralized and exterminated all kinds of threats -- but never before had one of them been Credence; a young man dealt with such a lousy hand at life, who is more victim than villain. He is owed another chance.
"But I am truly sorry that it has come to this. You were a victim, as well." A beat. "Ours is a community shaped by fear, and violence. We are hunted down, hated. A little like you." Except they were afraid of him as well.
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It stands to reason that she's the only one who would do that, the one person above him who commands the Aurors as well. He gleans what little he can from what Credence offers, and realizes that it's no surprise how he's distrustful; they tried to kill him.
Not that he can blame her for that; her first and foremost duty is to her people, by preserving peace using all means necessary. They have always done this, within the inner workings of their government -- you get nothing without sacrifice, and while Graves doesn't believe in Grindelwald's madness, he's not naive.
This won't go over well with Credence.
He doesn't look away from him. "You must have posed a grave threat to the city." He's heard of how Obscurii work, even if he's never witnessed them himself -- they cause untold damage, hurt people because they've been hurt themselves. Graves wonders at how powerful he must be, that the President herself had come to give the orders.
Does she know about him, that there's a viper in the nest?
"The President is charged with keeping lives of wizardkind safe." He continues, meeting his eyes but leaning forward, just a little. All his life he has met evil head on, neutralized and exterminated all kinds of threats -- but never before had one of them been Credence; a young man dealt with such a lousy hand at life, who is more victim than villain. He is owed another chance.
"But I am truly sorry that it has come to this. You were a victim, as well." A beat. "Ours is a community shaped by fear, and violence. We are hunted down, hated. A little like you." Except they were afraid of him as well.
"I would like to help you."