Wheatley looked almost numb for a moment before he gripped the edge of the incinerator and peered down into it as the android just burned up. Not a sound made. He could feel panic starting in his chest and he turned wide eyes behind broken glasses up at Chelldon.

"What are you-- Your brain damage and lack of cake has turned you homocidal! You can't do this! I don't think they've any additional bodies, didn't see them in the depot and-- You can't! You're killing them!"

Maybe they could uplink their data to the main computer but then they'd be at the mercy of GLaDOS! When Wheatley had been transferred out of his body, he'd been guided safely with an uplink to a core.

This--

"This is murder! Chelldon, stop!"