"Well, I'm trying to. Hence the job search." When his grief had been fresh, he'd relished having no demands on his time and nothing to do but wallow. As it had started to abate, it had still been enough to fill the hours with reading and time in the Enclosure. Now that a couple of months have gone by, though, the confines of the Barge are really starting to chafe.

"I do think I'll be going to the veterinary clinic with Mr. Scamander, by the way." Because it is, at least, more interesting than the kitchen or maintenance crews.