"You really have trouble listening somethings," Wheatley said with a sigh, not seemingly over concerned by the problem. He knew that Test Subjects could cease to function but he also knew that Chelldon probably wouldn't let that happen. Why worry?
A moment later, when Chelldon didn't pick up the gun and quite a lot of red, sticky blood appeared on his skin, Wheatley remembered about human pain receptors and how damaging it was to continued testing.
Maybe he ought to be a little bit more careful? If Chelldon died, he'd have to start over from Test Chamber 1! Oh, that would be awful!
So, grabbing the portal gun, Wheatley pressed it into Chelldon's other hand. "Good chap, almost done, almost there, and cake if you survive! Saw some yesterday in the break room. Might not have been demolished, hopefully."
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Date: 2012-05-03 05:19 pm (UTC)A moment later, when Chelldon didn't pick up the gun and quite a lot of red, sticky blood appeared on his skin, Wheatley remembered about human pain receptors and how damaging it was to continued testing.
Maybe he ought to be a little bit more careful? If Chelldon died, he'd have to start over from Test Chamber 1! Oh, that would be awful!
So, grabbing the portal gun, Wheatley pressed it into Chelldon's other hand. "Good chap, almost done, almost there, and cake if you survive! Saw some yesterday in the break room. Might not have been demolished, hopefully."