Walter would grab blankets and bundles them up over Damien. as his own personal mission to get some food for them was a fuck up because of the witch and as a result he was staring at the door contemplating if it was truly worth going back out there. Either way Bella would need a better weapon then what she had and he would have to try and provide it with whatever he could manage to salvage from their safe haven. Sitting back down by the table with a number of assorted things laid out he began to think of what she might be good with. What she had been used to using before and what she wouldn't mind using again. He would look to Damien for the moment acknowledging the thank you for saving him among other things but he doesn't speak because he wants him to rest up and be able to recover in good time and hopefully perhaps they would have much better success out there. A lot went wrong and again Walter would try to learn and rectify that. For many hours when the majority of people sleep, Walter would remain active trying so hard now to keep everyone else alive