Wheatley tilts his head at the sight of his fiancee sitting on the floor, her arms bound together and tape over her mouth. The irony of tape over her mouth made one of his eyebrows raise in confusion, but he read his name off of it anyway. He narrowed his eyes at her and realized she was obviously stuck the way she was, and that wasn't something that comforted him. He rushed toward her and unbound her arms. "Luv..what happened??"
Chell sighed happily once he helped her get out of the rather unpleasant situation she was in and leaned onto the cyborg. It was much, much more comfortable than how she was a while earlier and she just wished to avoid writing about that as she didn’t remember a thing.