Walden could hear a quick slamming of a door, as he rounded the corner. Sure enough, Gareth's door was shut. Walden, still somber in disposition, walked slowly up to the door, and knocked on the door. The knock was far more gentle that what could be expected of a man of such stature as Walden. Walden was used to playing the part of listening ear in his old age. He was good at making friends, and good at giving advice to those that were troubled. Walden cleared his throat, and knocked once more, "Gareth, it's Walden.": He called out, his voice was even more gentle than what would expect.