Wheatley didn't need Chelldon to talk. He could still take him for tea, something that he actually was not allowed to do, but some of the scientists thought it was funny to watch the android make the subject tea, so they allowed it. In the kitchen in the staff area, devoid of course from staff to prevent contamination in any way, Wheatley set the kettle on the stove and turned on the burn.

"Other than the mindcrushing boredom." he said, quite good naturedly as if it was all nice to say, "you're really not a terrible test subject. Brain damaged a bit. And overly excited about damage to your shirt, but we can't all be perfect."

He put two sugars into Chelldon's tea cut.

"You know, when they first assigned me to you, they said I could never ever leave your side or I would die! Haha! Good thing that isn't so, hm?"