[She actually sets the drawings aside once it becomes obvious that Wheatley isn't just going to say his piece and leave her alone, flipping the...multiple pages of that Legal Pad Full Of Crazy forward before dropping the whole shebang down on the bench facedown, slamming her hand down hard on top of it as though...forcefully discouraging him to try to see what she's been working on for himself.]

I'm perfectly capable of going outside on my own, you know. It's not something I do whenever you feel like it.

[See, she even has civilian clothes on! That white dress/black...whatnot beneath it again, the colors of her previous cores sparkling out from that brooch over her collarbone.

...okay, they're horribly weird civilian clothes, but at least she's putting forth the effort.]

Where have you been, anyway?

[She's totally not ignoring the question regarding the drawings. Look, Wheatley a question. Follow the shiny thing?]