[so yeah, it's kind of hard to get your point across when you can't talk. or, well, in Chell's case refuse to talk. but she's adamant. she crosses her arms and shakes her head yet again, not entirely sure how to convey that she's, well, throwing up a temporary white flag for the time being.
she wanted to talk.
well, not actually talk but at least try to convey that she actually really hates seeing him like this and even though he's acting like an ass she does feel sorry for him.
she even nudges the portal gun away with her foot despite GLaDOS' protests.
listen dude if she could talk she'd be saying she wants to not carry on like this. everything was so much better when you weren't a homicidal little ball strapped onto a giant itch-inducing chassis, which, she could admit, was partially her own doing though not entirely her fault but whatever. once again, she holds her arms out from her side, shrugging, before recrossing them across her chest.]
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she wanted to talk.
well, not actually talk but at least try to convey that she actually really hates seeing him like this and even though he's acting like an ass she does feel sorry for him.
she even nudges the portal gun away with her foot despite GLaDOS' protests.
listen dude if she could talk she'd be saying she wants to not carry on like this. everything was so much better when you weren't a homicidal little ball strapped onto a giant itch-inducing chassis, which, she could admit, was partially her own doing though not entirely her fault but whatever. once again, she holds her arms out from her side, shrugging, before recrossing them across her chest.]