GLaDOS was walking the halls, looking for something to explain how they got here. How this place even managed to stay afloat. It was obvious that the upkeep would lead this ship to the bottom of the sea, but there it was. Drifting across the surface. Maybe there was some particularly clever engineering below, but from all she could tell, there was nothing. Her unsuccessful venture was shaving away at her mood.

She was pulling though one of the rooms examining it's contents, mainly just scrap, when there came a shuffling sound from the hall. Bare feet on a metal surface. Who would be going around barefoot? She cantered over to the door of the room to just catch the silhouette of a woman in a tied off jumpsuit. There was only one person that it could be.

She only followed Chell silently for a small distance before the other came to a obstacle in her path. She could easily take the moment to remove the test subject and snuff the threat out before it became worrisome, but there was that voice again; tugging in the back of her head. "So I see you have made it to this metal cage. Did your friend make it, too?" The inflection in her words were made with a smirk. To most, it would be obvious that she knew something had gone on between her and Wheatley.

GLaDOS returned her smile with a smug face and a few steps into the water. "For the most part. So don't think a splash of water is going to keep me from you."

She leaned up against the steel wall and took a more relaxed pose. There was no point in making forcing her to stay. Where exactly could she go?

"Oh, I don't expect him to make trouble; for me at least. Though I feel maybe you should be more careful when it comes to him." The android glances down to brush a small amount of dust that had collected on her shoulder. "After all, you put yourself in quite the precarious position."

"Oh, you do." GLaDOS watched the woman's expression transform as her body became a more rigid and aggressive in it's stance. She definitely knew what android had been eluding to, and it was clear that Chell didn't like it. Perfect; she had hoped for such a reaction. Not that there was much room for a different one, from all the data that she collected on this woman, her anger was something GLaDOS could rely on.

"I'm sure you remember it. That night you talked to Eike. It really was quite touching." GLaDOS stared directly into Chell's eyes, wanting to see just how much she panicked at her words, "Maybe I should tell Wheatley what you think of him."

There was a extend, pause as GLaDOS pushed herself off the wall and walked even closer to her favorite test subject with slow and measured strides. "What exactly do you think he'll say?"

The sinister grin rushed back across her face as she watched Chell. "Oh it really doesn't matter if I had the right to that information or not; you were the one that said it."

"And don't think you could fool me," she was enjoying this, pushing the girls buttons. Pulling that strong confident individual down. "You aren't good at it. And really, you don't come off as the type to lie to who you like to call friends. But don't worry, I understand. You are afraid, like all human's get afraid. What if he truly hates you? He did before. What's stopping him from tricking you now?"

"It's not a matter of whether I am strong or not. It is not me you should be worrying about."

GLaDOS didn't make any motion to stop her. Chell could walk away all she wanted, but there was nowhere she could go that GLaDOS couldn't follow. The metallic woman kept pace a few footfalls behind the other. Just close enough to goad her. "It really does sound all so familiar, doesn't it? Chell and Wheatley, on a mission. To escape those that attempt to suppress them for their own good. He is a robot. His emotions are set in stone, and he will betray you again."

She let out a sigh, feigning exasperation. "And then you will come back to me asking for help. Like last time."

"If that is truly how you feel, who am I to stop you. I might was well help you out and be the catalyst to this relationship."

She stopped in her tracks, not worrying if Chell walked on or not. "Well, if we have already listed our variables and formed a hypothesis, then the next step is experimentation. Let's put it to the test." GLaDOS veered off a nearby hallway, waiting for Chell to try and stop her, make a motion, to get nervous. She called back, slowing half step, "Unless, you don't want me to. But I would have just a small favor to ask in return."

GLaDOS couldn't help but beam over the power she held over Chell, even outside of Aperture. "I don't lie all the time. I would like to think it is a good mixture of the two. And besides, I don't have to get him to believe me. I just have to plant the idea in that stupid little head of his. He would do all the work for me."

Chell had to know she was right. No matter how robotic he could be, he thought, acted, and processed like a normal person. And he would let that thought eat away at him.

"I want you to not talk to him. Alienate him." There was no break in voice or emotion as she said it. "And before you complain, there are worse things I could ask you to do."

"This is such a small favor, only a change in behavior on the chance that you cross paths. Deal?" GLaDOS stopped and extended one cold, metal arm in Chell's direction.

She was taking this shockingly well. Perhaps she didn't understand the full terms of their contract.

GLaDOS kept her handshake firm, holding it as she spoke. "Oh, and if you didn't know. That means everything. No talking, texting, or notes. You are not to acknowledge him."

"Oh, and you thought you were so clever to get out of this. What did you think I meant by talking?" This was the reaction she had been hoping for.

"It's this, or I tell the bot what you truly think."

The android released her grip on Chell's hand, and turned back to continue along her path. There wasn't much need to talk to her after things were now tied up in a neat little knot. "Good then. And remember, I will be watching," she said over her shoulder.

All she had to do now was watch her little test subjects writhe under her observation.