Walter really, really wants to just leave. It's not even a brief impulse; it's a deep, driving urge to just walk out the door again. But he forces himself to stay put.
He eyes Caro for a moment while she stares down at her feet. He can't really deal with standing around here awkwardly forever, so... "Just spit it out already, sweetheart."
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Date: 2013-07-27 03:47 am (UTC)He eyes Caro for a moment while she stares down at her feet. He can't really deal with standing around here awkwardly forever, so... "Just spit it out already, sweetheart."