[He studies Jeff for a moment, lost in thought and muttering to himself about several theories and quite possibly strawberry cake, before turning away to walk in a tight circle. The fingers of his right hand move, fingertips to thumb in an almost recognizable rhythm that Jeff will have never seen before.]

[The kitten on his head is now asleep.]

I think we should talk further about this! When you've been checked in and you've found your living quarters, adopted a felis silvestris catus. I'll make dinner and we'll discuss this interesting condition of yours.

[Walter pauses.]

Unless you would rather not. I- I would understand.