The next day, Walter made sure he was at the bakery early. He had left his coat open for once, letting it be tugged at the breeze as he stood outside. One hand was inside a pocket, thumb rubbing over Angel's gift. He hoped it was okay, both what he had to give her and the mere fact that he had something for her, besides whatever they chose to eat together..

As usual, he had one of his Pokemon with him to act as a 'rock', in case he got too lost in his own thoughts or was distracted by bad memories. Today Reed had been very fussy and demanding attention, so it was Reed who accompanied Walter. He perched on his shoulder much like Darkness did, alternating between preening himself, attempting to preen Walter and actually looking around them. His presence was enough to help Walter relax, as he was already worried about being told to stop loitering around the shop front.