[Seasons save him, GLaDOS sure does love to talk. He's mostly used to it now, but it makes his ears pin back regardless as he peers down at Wheatley.
Also a chatterbox, who he didn't really like much. But seeing a machine destroyed so brutally is a bit sad, isn't it? He kneels down, nose twitching. No blood of course, but oil isn't much better on his senses. He reaches out to start shifting through the pieces, looking for tool marks that might suggest what was used to smash the little guy.
... no response to GLaDOS, but she's probably used to weird mutes by now]
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Also a chatterbox, who he didn't really like much. But seeing a machine destroyed so brutally is a bit sad, isn't it? He kneels down, nose twitching. No blood of course, but oil isn't much better on his senses. He reaches out to start shifting through the pieces, looking for tool marks that might suggest what was used to smash the little guy.
... no response to GLaDOS, but she's probably used to weird mutes by now]