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[forensicks]

[Walter has recorded a video message from the point of view of someone who has just come through the door into his cabin and sees Walter at his desk in the chair turned around to face the viewer. He gives a little salute-wave.]

Didn't get me. But nice try.

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Re: cw implied homophobia

[mukha]

"Nothing to misunderstand," he confirms with a nod.

It's the most natural lie to tell, even if he has mixed feelings about having to tell it. But it really is for the best, he reminds himself.

They can shift to the much easier conversation now of insulting Tendi. "Yes, I'm afraid I don't quite understand Miss Maclean's taste in women either. I wouldn't want to end up the third person of that ménage à trois. No, no thank you... Goodness, now I know a little about how you must have felt. Sorry, I didn't mean to speak so flippantly about sensitive matters..." And tilting his head, he looks at Walter with the most gentle, sensitive look he can manage:

"How are things going with Ms. Quigley, by the way...?"

[forensicks]

He knows a barb when he feels one but he deserves it so okay then!!! "O-oh... Cheese and crackers, I never quite pictured that..." Walter looks up at the blank ceiling to clear his mind of images. Although in reality Misty had been "hooking up" with Sweeney and Natalie simultaneously and then become serious and exclusive with the latter, Walter has been able to think that it was some light serial monogamy. After all, that's what was presented to him, when Misty solemnly said that they couldn't be together not because of that but because she was taken.

"Well, we still hang out a lot, which is good. Better than I deserve in most moral frameworks, really." That's what Malcolm would call glib. "But even if she accepted things... Like the thing..." You know. The pie. (He usually says "let me in" but he is not providing any innuendo ammo right now!!) "I'm not sure it was ever an option for us to be together properly. Maybe in a crash scenario, the extenuating circumstances would arise, but." But for now, she's a warden who can come and go freely. She could be with Natalie, or anyone she wants. He purses his lips, shifting gears, voice a bit higher. "You know, there were cops everywhere when the stroke took me out. Considering that I had just killed one of them. I've wondered if... It would be for the best that they keep thinking that they saw me die for good."

Even the "real" Misty he remembers. If she actually went looking for him after that... That would be the dream.