Claudia nodded gently. "I look forward to it. And if I find a nice rock, I will give it to you."

Walter reflected on her words, sipping his drink. "Neither am I." He let the liquid warm his throat, a contrast to the cool breeze brushing over his skin. He spoke in his typical, soft tone, his expression reflecting that he was trying to pick his words carefully. "I have not been good, or nice, or kind. But...today, you went shopping with me. And I brought you this. It does not make us good people. But...I think it means something. Even if that something is small."

People were still fundamentally flawed and hurtful to others. He wasn't going to say 'oh no, you're nice' to Diana. He didn't know her history or her mind. But up here, with just him, Diana and their Pokemon, something like this felt...significant. Claudia smiled and stepped into his arms, very proud of Walter and pressing her cheek to his jaw.