His first thought response is 'It's up in the air,' but the pun-pportunity is so terrible he throws it away immediately.
"I don't think that's how birds get lost. If their sense of direction was distorted by a storm, perhaps, but even then it couldn't have blocked their sense of the whole Atlantic..."
Well, presumably.
Walter keeps one hand stretched out towards the birds, waiting.
"They should be able to survive on their own if they still head South, though I can't say they'll have an easy time going back home."
/insert metaphor over what the Numbered are becoming here.
"I don't think that's how birds get lost. If their sense of direction was distorted by a storm, perhaps, but even then it couldn't have blocked their sense of the whole Atlantic..."
Well, presumably.
Walter keeps one hand stretched out towards the birds, waiting.
"They should be able to survive on their own if they still head South, though I can't say they'll have an easy time going back home."