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It's time for the sword of Damocles over Walter's head to fall. Cleaning up for this meeting is a challenge under the circumstances - though the bandage wrapped around the side of his head is mostly white, there are a few darker little bandaids that almost show through his sleeves, in fact tropical print acquired on the Enposib. At least the white three-quarter length synthetic shirt is technically a white button up, over the black wetsuit. He decided to keep this professional and say as little as possible, stick to facts while leaving out unacceptable feelings to whatever extent won't be scrutinized. So the first words out of his mouth are, indeed, quite literal:

"Greetings, wardens."