As Goring reentered the Capitol, a woman emerged from around a corner, her worried voice immediately ringing out. "Mr. Goring, have you seen whether Bulgaria has sent reinforcements? Have the Americans come?"
"I'm afraid not yet... Mrs. Thalmann." Meeting her expectant gaze, Goring tugged impatiently at the lavish cravat on his body, inlaid with precious and Tu stones. Although he and Thalmann were at odds over the Minister's position, gentlemanly manners made it difficult for him to show a woman any displeasure.
"After Goebbels brought us news from the British that war had been declared, didn't we immediately reach an agreement with Bulgaria... Since Britain chose to attack us first, shouldn't they send reinforcements? Why hasn't MACUSA made a statement yet?" In her anxiety, a few strands of Mrs. Thalmann's curled golden hair slipped down by her ears. After hearing Harris's declaration of war, she had been terrified that her husband would be dragged off for the Dementor's Kiss, and the return from the balcony of her husband's sworn enemy made her press him without restraint.
"Madam... I suggest you leave as soon as possible." Goring raised his hand to check the time, his speech somewhat hurried. "Just as a precaution. I remember your family home is in Austria..."
"But Heinrich said that as long as there were reinforcements and we held out for a while, the other countries wouldn't stand by and let Britain commit such acts of aggression," Mrs. Thalmann said flatly, recalling her husband's expression and tone.
"Of course, that would be best. If, because of 'Minister' Thalmann's connection with them, we can obtain reinforcements and hold out for a while, until other wizards begin to sympathize with us... perhaps the course of the war can be turned." Goring muttered this, but inwardly thought that when the