Beckett pursed his lips in amusement. Miss Scamander never failed to amuse him, even if she was always finding herself in precarious situations or in need of assistance. Not that Becks specifically minded playing the knight in shining armor, but he would be remiss if he didn't wish Miss Scamander had better luck.

"Ay yes, Frederick." Becks had almost called him Freddie, which was what family called him, or maybe it was Becks teasing his younger cousin, but he was amused to hear Miss Scamander give him away so willingly. "Ah well, you can rest now." He assumed anyway. The dance cards this evening did not seem to be some kind of enchanted, so she should be safe. "Shall I keep you company to ward off any potential dance partners while you take a little break?" He was more than happy to do so after all.