[Wheatley hits the ground with an oof, then rolls a little before coming to a stop. He wiggles his handlebars in an attempt to right himself, but decides to turn his inner component upward instead, doing his very best not to shine the flashlight in Tessa’s face again.]
Well, I couldn’t! I’ll turn it off, just—
[There. The light is gone, replaced by the soft blue light of his optic lens.]
no subject
[Wheatley hits the ground with an oof, then rolls a little before coming to a stop. He wiggles his handlebars in an attempt to right himself, but decides to turn his inner component upward instead, doing his very best not to shine the flashlight in Tessa’s face again.]
Well, I couldn’t! I’ll turn it off, just—
[There. The light is gone, replaced by the soft blue light of his optic lens.]
You’ll have to navigate, then.