"Alright. Good." Walter shoos Bourbon out of the room and actually shuts the door behind the cat. He'd really rather not have Bourbon end up covered in blood, after all.
He's a bit more at ease with the idea of her doing this knowing that she did the scar on her chest alright. Granted, his is considerably more complicated than hers, but it's good to know she can handle the basics. That it comes with the baggage of being an Order symbol, well... he's grateful she's not particularly versed in Order stuff. And he's not even going to think about how much trust this requires - that's just something he's not prepared to consider or deal with on any level.
Once the cat's gone, though, he gets to work mostly so he doesn't have time to awkwardly fidget around. He finds the knife, the bandages, the towels, and lays them all out on the table. There is a very brief moment of awkward hesitation before he pulls his shirt off and rolls his shoulders back. And because it's on his back... He pulls a chair out and turns it around, settling in it backwards, arms folded over the top. It's then that he turns his attention back to Caro. "Remember the design, sweetheart?"
He doesn't have the sketch still but it wouldn't take him long to make another.
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Date: 2013-07-28 07:32 am (UTC)He's a bit more at ease with the idea of her doing this knowing that she did the scar on her chest alright. Granted, his is considerably more complicated than hers, but it's good to know she can handle the basics. That it comes with the baggage of being an Order symbol, well... he's grateful she's not particularly versed in Order stuff. And he's not even going to think about how much trust this requires - that's just something he's not prepared to consider or deal with on any level.
Once the cat's gone, though, he gets to work mostly so he doesn't have time to awkwardly fidget around. He finds the knife, the bandages, the towels, and lays them all out on the table. There is a very brief moment of awkward hesitation before he pulls his shirt off and rolls his shoulders back. And because it's on his back... He pulls a chair out and turns it around, settling in it backwards, arms folded over the top. It's then that he turns his attention back to Caro. "Remember the design, sweetheart?"
He doesn't have the sketch still but it wouldn't take him long to make another.