Wheatley is opening that door. He's been through too much to ignore where the computers are being held. Besides, he has an intimate understanding of hardware. How difficult could it be? All the system needed was to be reasoned with, after all. And Wheatley knew he could sweet talk anything - just look what he did with that mute human and Her.
Wheatley walks into the computer room and grins brightly. Now, to figure out which of the blinky, dodgy looking switches he should touch...
He reaches out and flicks a switch, waiting a moment before, ah, no, no, that wasn't right. Perhaps the blue button - yes, that looks promising however... no, no, that seemed to turn off the yellow glowing switch and that looked rather important. Hm, perhaps he should try talking to it...
"Um, H-hello? Yes, Hello, this is, um, yes, Personality Core Wheatley speaking. I'm here to check your make and serial number, you understand, so if you could kindly direct me to your 'Off' button that would be just lovely. Really, just lovely."
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Wheatley walks into the computer room and grins brightly. Now, to figure out which of the blinky, dodgy looking switches he should touch...
He reaches out and flicks a switch, waiting a moment before, ah, no, no, that wasn't right. Perhaps the blue button - yes, that looks promising however... no, no, that seemed to turn off the yellow glowing switch and that looked rather important. Hm, perhaps he should try talking to it...
"Um, H-hello? Yes, Hello, this is, um, yes, Personality Core Wheatley speaking. I'm here to check your make and serial number, you understand, so if you could kindly direct me to your 'Off' button that would be just lovely. Really, just lovely."