Walter allows himself a brief, cold look to Weyoun when Caro's turned away. And that's about as much acknowledgement as the Capitol Escort will get.

He quietly follows her inside and gets the door behind them. Her house isn't all that different from his.... well, at least the layout and the framework of it. His is old and in enough disrepair that it looks abandoned and haunted, and cluttered from 20 years of him living in it. Hers looks more like an actual house inhabited by something other than an alcoholic ghost.

"So." He kind of looks at this like ripping off a bandage. The quicker it's over, the better.