The only thing Chelldon had gathered from all of this is simply that Wheatley was twice as useless as a core. Of course he was the same amount of stupid and annoying but this time around, he had to hold the moron. Fortunately he provided a few kicks and a bit of amusement, which was nice. It was like a portable radio.

Maybe he should talk to Wheatley and dupe him into singing.

Another thing to know about Wheatley? He was always wrong. So when he said don't jump down, it was probably wise to jump down. And, ironically, it was. Down there was one little platform portal worth and, after firing a shot, he smirked and leapt off. Course Wheatleys cries almost burst his ear drums.

They propelled right across the top of the building and flew right through the exit and right into the elevator. Ow! Oh well, speedy thing goes in, speedy thing comes out!