Walter almost stopped in his tracks. Diana had met him when he was a child? Oh, he really didn't like the thought of that. As a child he was...unable to protect himself. He hadn't learned to keep quiet or how to handle other people at that age. But he couldn't remember it which made it both slightly better and extremely worse. He focused on Charlie instead of Diana. Either way, he didn't want to talk about that.

"Shorts and shirts without sleeves." He didn't like exposing his skin for various reasons.