Dang. The niffler hadn't come back for some time, and Lettie was watching on as it dove in and out of the soil. She continued to check her bag, not daring to take any out in case a stray niffler wanted to steal.
She sighed and waited as it came over finally, but with a piece of scrap metal or something from a busted bracelet. Leticia praised it, and the niffler darted off again to search more.