[Newt can't help but muffle a laugh, sliding over a mug of tea now before cradling his own.]
I can imagine it would be rather difficult.
[Though it's not like he's much better off most of the time.
Montague let's out a little snort and returns it with a jolt of his own, resting his paw against her neck now clearly not intending to move away now that he's here.]
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I can imagine it would be rather difficult.
[Though it's not like he's much better off most of the time.
Montague let's out a little snort and returns it with a jolt of his own, resting his paw against her neck now clearly not intending to move away now that he's here.]