[With squared shoulders and a straight-as-a-support-pillar spine, Walter looks tense. Or, tenser than normal. But if the expression on his face is anything to go by, it's not out of true anger.
At the invitation, he crosses the threshold and into the room. But, after two steps in, he stops.]
Why didn't you tell me that these idiots didn't have a proper supply of blood for you?
[Action]
At the invitation, he crosses the threshold and into the room. But, after two steps in, he stops.]
Why didn't you tell me that these idiots didn't have a proper supply of blood for you?