[That tips him off to why she's here, though it takes a while to sink in. After a brief moment, Walter climbs to his feet. Sand clings to his sodden boots, and there are some on the hem of his shirt as well, but he doesn't care.]
. . . You won't get warm that way.
[His voice neutral and quiet, he approaches. There's no logical reason as to why, other than that it seems appropriate when talking at her.]
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. . . You won't get warm that way.
[His voice neutral and quiet, he approaches. There's no logical reason as to why, other than that it seems appropriate when talking at her.]