"I have experience tracking, though, admittedly, more magical creatures than any we can reasonably expect to eat," Newt admits.

"I think it might help, give us something to focus on," he says. "A way to keep busy and warm, if nothing else."

The woman with the blonde hair mentions something about slitting throats, and Newt doesn't think she's joking. He blinks at her, paling a bit as he shifts in his seat.

"I don't think slitting throats will be necessary."