"I see. " Graves' interest in the squirrel, however mild, is genuine -- but his interest lies more in the young man that's caring for her tenderly; a strange show of compassion considering the fact that they're currently imprisoned with unknown jailers, but perhaps this is what Theseus meant by his younger brother being a little odd at times.

His gaze settles on Newt's face again, taking note of the fact that he has another one to care for; after all, he and Newt's brother are as close to friends as one can ever get, and Graves would much rather Newt doesn't become another of the casualties of this village.

"There is food at the inn." He pauses. "Do you know what this place is?"