"Well I'm afraid we only have on portal gun," Handy pointed out before going into the draw and having a rummage, pulling out a broken one with an offer of a smile. "Look, sorry, but this is a lab. Get it? Laaaaab. We do chemically stuff and medical stuff, we don't keep bits and pieces unless they're broken or spares."

The Tyler body was intended to be melted down and made into paste but that was strictly need to know.

Cores made a wonderful paste capable of keeping the doors ad walls patched if something broke loose somehow.

"I have shoes, that's all, Chelldon will have to take you. He not only has the only portal gun but let's face it, he's the most qualified one," Handy gestured at the test subject who had already assumed he was going and was all ready, like he'd let Wheatley go anywhere alone.