"I... yes, of course. Lead on." Walter lets her take the phone and follows along, preoccupied with his thoughts and distant. He gives Michael a brief look. It's ok, this is all simply very overwhelming, on top of having practically no sleep in at least three days straight. He's feeling the latter more as they leave the room and head away from the project he's thrown so much of himself into.
"Have I met Samuelssen?" He honestly doesn't remember.
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"Have I met Samuelssen?" He honestly doesn't remember.