[Wheatley looks down at himself and frowns, smoothing a wrinkle out of his coffee-stained sweater. He hates this. It's all terrible, though he's not sure how he's going to make this guy understand that. Better to just table it for now, and focus on the real problem, which is the door.
He ponders for a moment.]
Well, since both of us are, uh, immune to whatever's going on here, we probably have a better chance of finding the door than, uh. Everyone else. So, unless you have a better idea, we should start looking.
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[Wheatley looks down at himself and frowns, smoothing a wrinkle out of his coffee-stained sweater. He hates this. It's all terrible, though he's not sure how he's going to make this guy understand that. Better to just table it for now, and focus on the real problem, which is the door.
He ponders for a moment.]
Well, since both of us are, uh, immune to whatever's going on here, we probably have a better chance of finding the door than, uh. Everyone else. So, unless you have a better idea, we should start looking.