About three hours into the ride, Wheatley had fallen asleep. He was lightly snoring, and had a little blush to him. He had a tendency to come into a fever-like state when not sleeping in a bed, or actually laying down. He mumbled to himself when he was in this state. Whitney had taken out her headphones, and was staring blankly out the window of the car. They were at a stoplight. Turning left. Whitney had been to where her father worked before, once, when she was very young. Just for a little while. She had to help her father take something to the car, and that was about all she had seen of the place. She didn't remember anything else. Just the parking lot.
They stopped at a gas station somewhere close to their destination, where Wheatley had switched to the backseat. He was dozing off when Whitney poked him.
“Are you nervous?” She asked him.
“Only... Only a little bit.” He said, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. His face was still red, either because of his fever-like state, or because it was quite hot in the car. He blinked drowsily, fixing his glasses comfortably amongst the bridge of his nose, and stifled a yawn. “Are you?”
“I only asked because you act like this when your nervous. Are you sure?” She asked, and Wheatley quickly glanced behind him, and motioned for her to come in closer.
“I don't like the sound of it. I was talking to dad when you had your headphones in. Aperture Laboratories is where he works- eerie name, innit? Well, he said that they just finished work on a huge Artificially Intelligent being. And, when he said huge, he meant huge. I don't know if he meant huge as in, data huge, or structure huge, but I don't like the sound of it.
“Well, he told me that it was still a prototype- they were still working on it. It currently has no programming. It doesn't have a voice-bank, it doesn't have any personality software, nothing. It's just a big robot, at the moment.” He looked behind him quickly and jumped when he heard the driver's door open. Their father started the car, and turned the heat back on. He clicked his seat buckle in, and proceeded to continue to their destination.
Wheatley motioned to Whitney that she'll find out more later.
