Then one blocked out the whole conversation and held it blocked out. A moment later, the block faltered and faded. Walt felt uneasy. What had they said? Some trick?
We do know Walt, after all. We may as well listen.
He's a traitor.
Wait. If he has proof—!
He couldn't have: It's Lyrian lies!
Give me a chance! Walt pleaded. I know you all. Give me a chance. What can you lose?
Forential said—
Give me a chance!
Let's hear him.
We owe him that.