"I'm sure there's a reason," he quips, still trudging towards their destination. "I'm just--I'm just not sure I want to know what it is."

Wheatley lets the silence hang in the air for a moment before speaking again, a question that's sort of been troubling him since the whole mess started.

"What sort of--what sort of pulses do you two get? If that's--I mean, if that's okay to ask."