Unlike the others, who began busying themselves with the Raccoon City incident after the meeting ended, Penelope went straight upstairs and, with practiced ease, headed to Allen's room. When she entered, she found him pointing his finger at a small bonsai, manipulating its time so that, like the objects in the kitchen under the crystal domes brought over from the Department of Mysteries' Time Chamber, it rapidly repeated the process of growing and withering. When Penelope came closer, Allen fixed the bonsai in its blooming state and withdrew his finger.
She picked out a few key points from what had happened downstairs and told Allen about them, but inwardly Penelope was quietly choosing her words, planning to tell Allen about her suspicions regarding Luna. She watched Allen's expression, wanting to know whether her boyfriend, who usually seemed almost all-knowing, had already known about it himself.
"The Muggle government intends to use a nuclear bomb to destroy Raccoon City..." Penelope stood beside Allen, her gaze never leaving his cheek as she relayed the information.
"Oh? MACUSA gave up on maintaining the Statute of Secrecy? They don't plan to handle it themselves... Are they waiting for me to issue a warning?" Allen raised an eyebrow. "Forget it. After all these days, you probably haven't found any survivors, have you?"
"Not many. Only Long-Eye found a few." Penelope parted her lips slightly, her fingers brushing over her chin. "When Albert was Infiltrating, apparently he rather admired a Muggle colleague named Chris. When he faked his death, he even made special arrangements to save that police officer."
"Oh? Since he got along with Albert, have the squad bring him back. I'll say hello to the Temple and arrange to have him converted into a wizard." Allen tucked his chin slightly and placed the bonsai