"Yeah, that was--that was probably why she was down here in the first place," he replied, optic making quick movements around the room they'd stumbled into. It was stark white panels, but littered with equipment that was clearly abandoned when its owner got Her robot butt handed to Her.

Her robutt, if you will.

After a moment of scanning, Wheatley seemed to settle on something slumped in a corner. "Hey, what's that--what's that over there?"