[Harkonnen is doing what Seras had hoped for the moment Walter had laid eyes upon it and distracting him, giving him something to focus on other than the load of information she'd laid upon him from their meeting. She takes her time while he examines the weapon rinsing off his meal and from her perspective it looks fairly decent. Safe enough to eat anyway, though given its cold and now wet state Seras can't imagine it being particuarly appetising.

She puts the bowl down in the sink until Walter's ready to eat it and turns back to him njust in time to hear the grunt of pain and observe the stiffness in his position.]

I've had lot's of practice, though I'd be grateful for your help with it.

[Seras comes up behind him, hands on her knees as she leans over the teenager.]

But that can wait, you should let me take a look at your injuries, Walter.