He's cut off, not by a spider, but by turning around and smacking his face on a stalactite. Not too hard. He'll be fine. But hard enough to stop talking for a second, blink, say ow under his breath, and then resume:
"—as much as we can find, I suppose."
That shouldn't be much. He has two of the plants in the canvas bag at his side, but he's yet to find more, and there might not be another to find in the whole cave. But there might be. So they're going to keep going deeper, probably, for a while, until Alistair decides it's time to pull Newt back out by the scruff.
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He's cut off, not by a spider, but by turning around and smacking his face on a stalactite. Not too hard. He'll be fine. But hard enough to stop talking for a second, blink, say ow under his breath, and then resume:
"—as much as we can find, I suppose."
That shouldn't be much. He has two of the plants in the canvas bag at his side, but he's yet to find more, and there might not be another to find in the whole cave. But there might be. So they're going to keep going deeper, probably, for a while, until Alistair decides it's time to pull Newt back out by the scruff.