Chell found herself sleeping too. Well, the same sleep mode she had been in when she was holding the cats. Just outside his little camp area, leaning against a tree.

She grabbed her case and sighed softly. Hugging it close as she watched Wheatley pack up his little camp. A cube from the facility...She finally noticed it. Why didn't she see it the day before?

What was he doing? Oh! Right! Eating. Another thing she forgot humans needed to do.

Wheatley noticed the case she was holding. The night before, he wasn't really listening to her. He had tuned her out, trying to relax and enjoy the night sky. But now he was curious.

She opened the case to show her fiddle. He ran a finger over the polished wood and smiled.

"You can play this?"

His tone showed he was in shock. Chell nodded and took it out. She k new he was surprised, just as she was when she first found out.

"Nadia could. So it just clicked for me..."

"Wait. Who's Nadia?"

She realized he wasn't listening before, but she needed to just talk anyway. But now, she was happy to explain again.

"Me. Sorta. I've been seeing these memories of a girl who looked sorta like me, but she called herself Nadia and she could surf and play this and sing and she was just so adventurous and smart and..."

Chell realized something.

"She was smart... I'm not... She..."

"No. No no no. Do not think like that. You know, I've been thinking a lot about you while I've been out here. And i think they mislabeled you. You're not intelligence dampening. You're not a moron. You just have a robo-ADHD. You can't focus on one thing can you? You talk a lot, now that you have a voice, and even before when you didn't, you still tried to. You're nervous and self conscious. You're more human than you think"

Chell gave a slight smile. It made sense! Her ideas may be bad most of the time, but they actually weren't.

"You have a brilliant mind. Absolutely beautiful, it is. You thought of destroying the turret production line. You had the idea to shut down the neurotoxin. You were the one that got me up and moving, encouraged me that i didn't have to be stuck there my whole life. Sure, some of that was to escape you, but that doesn't matter anymore"

Chell's smile grew. He called her brilliant. He called her smart. He appreciated her. And because of that, she put the instrument back in it's case before pulling him into a hug. She was glad he could think of Aperture and find the good times.

...

Chell was knocking on the door. Her beeping being the thing to wake the man up. No, she didn't sound like an alarm, but instead some kind of...well. Robot. The emotion he could hear in those simple sounds clued him into what she was saying. Her body language would be the other that would help later on.

He went to open the door. His hair a mess and his clothes kinda half on. He must've moved a lot in his sleep once the cryo-sleep thing shut down. Chell gave a panicked beep. Almost pulling herself away from the room, but putting her hand on her chest and sighing softly.

She went into the room, looking at a panel that opened on the ceiling. She pointed to Wheatley and kinda just beeped a few times, forgetting that humans couldn't understand her. After trying to save 5 others, you'd think she'd know this by now.

"Um. What are you? Should i be alarmed? Or are you going to help me escape?"

Chell nodded at that last part before pulling herself up into the panel and sitting down. Being plugged into ports and moving the room a bit. She beeped. Wheatley assumed it meant hold on, so he did. His worry being replaced with thoughts of why she didn't read the sign on the wall. Could she read?

Yes, she can, but she's extremely nearsighted and it's hard to read things that far away.

...

"You know, we need to get you some better eyes"

"Why? I can see fine. I mean-"

He put his glasses on her face. Her eyes went wide as she looked around. This was amazing! How could she see this far with little glass things in front of her eyes?! This was so much better!

"...Why don't i have these?!"

"We'll need to get you some"

"That'd be great"

Chell gave him back the glasses. Her eyes adjusting to the blurriness that was far from her face.

She pointed to the east and basically just said "Onward" but for some reason it was in Spanish.

He didn't quite understand. But the smile on her face was one he's seen before. The smile she had when she saw he wasn't dead. He did call out to her to tell her he was fine, but she couldn't hear him over her panic.