"I cannot possibly imagine how they'd blame you... granted, Chad might namedrop you to be petty, but I doubt it."

Walter can imagine what Russell's just read, and shakes his head, bemused.

Turning to Sadie, he winks.

"That's not why he's gotten up, I think. Don't worry."

He does, in fact, have something for her himself - an intricate drawing of a leaping cat, with ruby-red eyes - but he'll wait until after she's seen Russell's gift to fetch it.