Graves looks at him like he's trying to figure out just how to address one that's exceptionally dim. If nothing else, situational awareness should just about lend one a clue as to what's happening (or not happening) outside.
"Did you think that cloud dark cloud of destruction, as you call it, is currently going about its way silently destroying things?" Sarcasm, sharp but droll, is employed. It's obvious that Graves suffers no fools kindly, especially not belligerent ones who demand to know of things that are beyond the average No-Maj scope of comprehension. That this man still cannot seem to find answers in what has been explicitly laid out for him speaks volumes, and doesn't lend any sort of assurance of faith.
The dead silence outside the town hall is everything he -- or anyone who's paying attention -- needs to know about the probable state of affairs. The forest Credence has escaped into his likewise silent; Obscuruses are frenzied, violent creatures who do not lay in wait, and he's witnessed it firsthand. The look in Newt's eyes when he'd gone after him had spoken volumes, and his faith in Tina's emotional investment in Credence's well-being would ensure that wherever he is, he's safe.
"He's likely already back in his regular state. Obscuruses do not maintain that state for long, and they don't hurt the people close to them." And Graves, Graves had been Grindelwald to Credence in that moment; he had been the enemy, the man who had stolen Graves' life and manipulated Credence for his own ends. But he doesn't think about that, and instead chooses to answer. "Your immediate safety is guaranteed. The technicalities of teaching magic is relatively similar as receiving education as your non-magical schools. Children born to magic are taught to control their gifts from a young age by instructors. That Credence did not have this education is a complication that is currently being rectified."
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"Did you think that cloud dark cloud of destruction, as you call it, is currently going about its way silently destroying things?" Sarcasm, sharp but droll, is employed. It's obvious that Graves suffers no fools kindly, especially not belligerent ones who demand to know of things that are beyond the average No-Maj scope of comprehension. That this man still cannot seem to find answers in what has been explicitly laid out for him speaks volumes, and doesn't lend any sort of assurance of faith.
The dead silence outside the town hall is everything he -- or anyone who's paying attention -- needs to know about the probable state of affairs. The forest Credence has escaped into his likewise silent; Obscuruses are frenzied, violent creatures who do not lay in wait, and he's witnessed it firsthand. The look in Newt's eyes when he'd gone after him had spoken volumes, and his faith in Tina's emotional investment in Credence's well-being would ensure that wherever he is, he's safe.
"He's likely already back in his regular state. Obscuruses do not maintain that state for long, and they don't hurt the people close to them." And Graves, Graves had been Grindelwald to Credence in that moment; he had been the enemy, the man who had stolen Graves' life and manipulated Credence for his own ends. But he doesn't think about that, and instead chooses to answer. "Your immediate safety is guaranteed. The technicalities of teaching magic is relatively similar as receiving education as your non-magical schools. Children born to magic are taught to control their gifts from a young age by instructors. That Credence did not have this education is a complication that is currently being rectified."