Chell hummed contentedly as she and Wheatley cuddled on the couch. "You've gotten pretty good at the whole 'being human' thing."
Wheatley made a skeptical noise.
"You think so?"
"I do." Chell pressed her lips together in a poor attempt at hiding a smile. Her voice turned timid. "Do you think you could help another new human figure it out?"
"...That's a strange-" A smiled bloomed across her face as she felt Wheatley freeze. "Wait." He sat up, expression a mix of excitement and mild terror as she guided his hands to her stomach. "Are you- are we-"
"We are."