Wheatley was no help, absolutely none. In fact, he was the exact opposite of help. "Oh, you should do that thingie and use the other thingie and you'll be across!" he said at one point before breaking down the thingies into a check list that only he seemed capable of following as he mostly just determined that neither thingie was made of chocolate or rabbits and therefore of little cultural value to Chelldon.

He at least stopped yelling through this logic problem, stating that the coefficient of the repulsion gel was 'false' and therefore deadly to human skeletal tissue, which left him humming in calculations that ended up short circuiting him for a small bit.

"At the very least," he said once they launched from wall to wall to get to the last platform, "we should never jump down. That would likely kill us."