[The forest was the location of most frequent visit for him, certainly, but Walter had a different destination in mind this day. He couldn't well go only to the forest and risk losing his begrudging familiarity with Vatheon. And the towering greenness was beginning to finally feel crowded as it looked; stifling, a place of numerous encounters when he would have preferred none.
Today, he sets aside a moment to pass through the park. Walter only really stops in his methodical path when he's halfway through the bridge, from where he sees Tiir throwing something.
Crumbs. He looks at the ducks that the bread was thrown toward, his expression seemingly lacking curiosity and still impassive.]
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Today, he sets aside a moment to pass through the park. Walter only really stops in his methodical path when he's halfway through the bridge, from where he sees Tiir throwing something.
Crumbs. He looks at the ducks that the bread was thrown toward, his expression seemingly lacking curiosity and still impassive.]