When Henry lifted the stone and charged, Walter instinctively curled up, covering his head with his arms. In his lap Assumption cried out again, convinced Henry was about to bludgeon Walter - when it didn't come.

Walter kept his position - he remembered, he remembered that sometimes they would delay the strike to trick you into lowering your guard, wait until you peeked out from your corner to get you right around the face.It wasn't until he heard Officer Jenny speak to him that he slowly uncurled.

The sight of the Poochyena made him tense, drawing away from her. "I'm fine." He murmured quietly. He drew Assumption close with one arm, moving to stand up. Assumption was still sniffling, holding onto him tightly. He turned his head, watching how Henry struggled and twisted...so unlike the Henry he had once known.