Snippet #2414031

Walter opened the door to the car, and sat down next to Seiren. Walter brought his suitcase in, adjusted it so that it would fit, and then shut the door. The case was quite long, and actually needed to be tilted so as not to touch the ceiling, if it was held upright. Walter sat behind Wes, and noticed that Seiren was looking out the window. Seiren was an oddball. But a lot of people here were. Especially the other cyborgs. Max seemed to have done her mission well, and Wes seemed to be ok too. that was good. Since the others were in New York on a recon mission, it was likely they're alright, too. Max seemed happy, too. This is good. Wes and Max were great together. Walter thinks that they have the best relationship between Handler and cyborg. Not by much, but they seemed really close. Wes was a lot older than her, so the relationship seemed more like a father and a daughter. Walter smiled at the warmth between the two...Walter really didn't hate Seiren. She was odd, and dangerous, but she was still his Fratello. He cared for her beyond just Fratellos as well. He didn't seem like it, but if she needed help, he would come running. that's why he gave her his knee-length coat to cover as much blood as she could before someone saw them. Walter wondered if the stoic cyborg even knew that. It didn't matter. He would help her, regardless. Together a Handler and cyborg could help a lot of people. Whatever. They should be heading back now.

"Wes, Max, how was the mission?" Walter asked.

Walter glanced at Seiren, again, before looking out the window.