Carol chitters softly from Newt's pocket, and watches the newcomer. She doesn't seem to be afraid of her, at any rate, which is very good.

"I was thinking that might be a feasible option myself," says Newt, a brief quirk of a smile coming to his face. It was nice to find someone who thought along similar lines as himself, at least scientifically. He looks over when she offers her hand, and after a moment, he reaches out a bit hesitantly to take hers, offering a brief but firm handshake.

"It's quite all right. Newt Scamander. Pleased to meet you Dr. Magnus."