Look, when you're Wrath, the dumpsters are very important. People throw all kinds of good shit in there.

Fortunately for Walter, the little scruffball seems to at least know where to find what was requested.

"A map? Follow me!"

And with that he turns right around and starts to trot off down the hall, feet slapping on the shiny tile floor. He is followed by the Trubbish, who beckons at Walter and Assumption helpfully with its garbage tentacles.