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[Newt seems to be taken aback when the other makes his request. He had expected plenty of other things that would perhaps pertain to his recovery. Not about learning sign language. Well, perhaps, this technically did pertain to his recovery, but most didn't care to learn. Most would be content with the rudimentary form of communicating (or maybe people just didn't care to communicate with him).

He realizes he hadn't actually answered the other. He just writes three letters down and underlines the first letter as though to emphasize.]

BSL

[Just to make sure the other knew that he wasn't going to get much use of it in the States. They were different enough that they didn't quite overlap.

He wasn't sure if the other would want to learn knowing that it would probably just be a niche skill used to converse with him. He wasn't certainly going to waste Percival's time after all.]

[ If he learned, this would only make the process run more smoothly and Newt would be more in his element then having to converse so shortly on paper. It would take Percival some time to adjust to the difference but in the long run, it was worth it.

Given his position at MACUSA, he only saw it as a benefit given the world confrences he attended and he knows this likely wouldn't be the last time he'd ever see or interact with the magizoologist either.

He wouldn't have made the request if he thought it was a waste of time. The other could certainly be using his parchment on better things like his research. ]

I would still like to learn, if you're up for it, of course.

[ If the other was going to go through the trouble of making sure he was comfortable, he was certainly going to return the gesture. Its the least he could do. ]

[Newt nods for a moment. A slow little nod, like his mind was still computing what the other was requesting before he suddenly stands up.

He places the case on the ground before popping it open and started climbing into it. As though a thought had suddenly occurred. A thought that he didn't bother to share with the other before he seemingly disappears into the case.

Percival, at least, knew what the case was capable of. He can hear rummaging from inside as Newt seems to be digging about, trying to find something.]

[ At first, he thought, perhaps, this was a terrible idea and that Newt was only going along with it because he requested it of him.

Percival's eyes widen a fraction as he watches Newt set down the case and climbs into it, it wasn't until the other had disappeared completely that he attempted to sit forward, wincing once he went too far. Even with curiosity getting the better of him, he knew he likely wouldn't catch a glimpse inside the case.

He leans back and listens to the rummaging down below as he waits for the other to return. ]

[Newt eventually climbs back out kind of haphazardly and awkwardly. He stumbles a bit as he climbs out, but at least he didn't end up falling over. It would be rather embarrassing to go face first into the floor in front of Percival.

Once he staggers back to his feet, he holds some books out to Percival. They were rather old and worn looking. Obviously they had seen a lot of use through the years. They were sign language books.

The silent Brit isn't looking at Percival, but at his worn out boots instead.]

[ Percival wishes he could help the other, offer a hand instead of watching the other struggle but alas, he's stuck here giving a rather sympathetic look.

He reaches out for the books Newt hands him, looking over the covers of each and sliding a gentle hand over them. ]

Thank you... for these. I'll be sure to take good care of them for the time being.

[ With some amount of hesitation, he comes up with a plan for the day. He wasn't due to be released into the magizoologist's care for another day or two, give or take. And with how much he struggled with stretching his legs the barest amount as well as the need to form a better line of communication with his future caretaker, outside of slow guesses and parchment paper notes, he figured it might be a step in the right direction. ]

For today, do you mind if we went over these along with filling intervals for stretching? Keeping it light today.

[Newt nods a little too viciously. He can't help but be a tad excited. It's rare for someone to want to learn something that they wouldn't really make use of like this.

To learn because they want to interact with him.

People have always found him annoying and didn't exactly want to talk to him.

It's even more surprising how quickly he wants to get into it. He can only nod again before gesturing at the book before signing A-L-P-H-A-B-E-T to the other. Hopefully the other understands. To start they had to start at the beginning and that means learning the alphabet first.]

[ There's a flash of a smile at the other's excited nod before Newt gestures and signs what he can only guess would be the first step. Building the foundation.

Percival sets the book down in his lap as he turns the pages until he reaches the alphabet page, giving it a look over. He can see now just how much BSL differed from ASL and it explained the rocky start they had in the beginning when he tried to sign.

He raises his hands and slowly signs Newt's name first as practice before jumping straight into the other letters, furrowing his brows in concentration as the motions are a bit sloppy. Practice will eventually make perfect but it was a long road before he would reach that point.

After going through the alphabet once, he runs through it again before looking up at the other. ]

How was that for the first attempts?

Then we are dead.

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