Walter squares his shoulders - at this point, he wants to know what he's somehow forgotten.
After balking a moment at the mention of spotters, and following the bone thrown only to literally dissolve what on Earth-, he heads right back over.
The enormity of, well, everything coming back to him almost bowls him over again; within even just one second its as if the world is crashing over him, and he stumbles forward wanting for something to grasp.
He's left gasping, all memories (and inability to forget them) restored, and he blinks his eyes repeatedly as he takes stock.
"How big of a fool would you rate how I looked just now, on a scale of one to, oh, infinity?" he asks, after waiting a full minute - a minute! - to be sure that everything (disturbing or distressing as it may be) is still his.
He can remember not remembering, and if that's not a mind screw, he's not sure what is!
Bless whatever that emote is.
After balking a moment at the mention of spotters, and following the bone thrown only to literally dissolve what on Earth-, he heads right back over.
The enormity of, well, everything coming back to him almost bowls him over again; within even just one second its as if the world is crashing over him, and he stumbles forward wanting for something to grasp.
He's left gasping, all memories (and inability to forget them) restored, and he blinks his eyes repeatedly as he takes stock.
"How big of a fool would you rate how I looked just now, on a scale of one to, oh, infinity?" he asks, after waiting a full minute - a minute! - to be sure that everything (disturbing or distressing as it may be) is still his.
He can remember not remembering, and if that's not a mind screw, he's not sure what is!