"Yaaawaaahhh! AAH! Ah, that hurt!" he cried softly. "That really hurt!" he pressed his hands against his head to drown out the slow pull of awfulness that seemed to chattered through his teeth and nasal passages. He pulled Chelldon with him to an alcove, out of site of one of the testing monitor cameras.

His lips moved to Chelldon's ear. It was intimate thought Wheatley didn't notice.

"Something wrong," he whispered, cowardly and afraid. Someone else was suppose to fix this stuff. "I'm just an observer! But I think-- I think he might want us dead!"