Oh, no. Cammy frowned, taking Wheatley's hands in her own, and brought them down from his hair.

"Calm down. Please. You don't need to worry so much. It's just as agonizing for the rest of us, because there's not an actual fix. Trust me, you're not alone."

She looked at the ground.

"I... well, to be honest, I'm alright with you feeling that way. ... Maybe you don't need to fix it."