Oh come on! Get back here this instant, Eta or I'll--!
[And here comes Wheatley to ruin your day, GLaDOS! He's chasing a little Lucario, who seems quite content to outrun his trainer. He has a berry, and judging from the crying Cleffa in Wheatley's arms, it was probably meant for her. As usual, Companion Bat is flying after Wheatley, upset that her perch has moved.]
--Ah.
[Wheatley comes to a halt when he sees GLaDOS. He shifts awkwardly from one foot to the other and glances away immediately.]
What are you doing outside anyway? You never come out here alone.
[Not that he's aware of, at least. Eta finally returns, sensing that the game is over and hands the berry over. Wheatley sets the Cleffa, Epsilon, down and hands her the berry. Companion Bat lands on his head and Wheatley sighs. The things he does for them...]
You're drawing? Never tried it myself; I figured it would be too difficult. What are you drawing?
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[And here comes Wheatley to ruin your day, GLaDOS! He's chasing a little Lucario, who seems quite content to outrun his trainer. He has a berry, and judging from the crying Cleffa in Wheatley's arms, it was probably meant for her. As usual, Companion Bat is flying after Wheatley, upset that her perch has moved.]
--Ah.
[Wheatley comes to a halt when he sees GLaDOS. He shifts awkwardly from one foot to the other and glances away immediately.]
What are you doing outside anyway? You never come out here alone.
[Not that he's aware of, at least. Eta finally returns, sensing that the game is over and hands the berry over. Wheatley sets the Cleffa, Epsilon, down and hands her the berry. Companion Bat lands on his head and Wheatley sighs. The things he does for them...]
You're drawing? Never tried it myself; I figured it would be too difficult. What are you drawing?