[Time with Mia was one thing, but Oscar was not one to say no to more time with Walter. So the checkup proceeds well enough on their own, and he's only better coming out of the room.]

Mm. It wasn't as bad as Walter was making it out to be. [For him, though, "not as bad" equates to being not life-changing.] . . . But I'm thirsty now, so I'm going to get something to drink.

[He takes a few steps, then backtracks one.]

You two can keep talking! I won't be long.

[Then he was off, just like that, without having waited for a reply.]