[ ... GLaDOS hesitates for a moment before climbing onto his back, making sure to hold on. She knew he probably just wanted to carry her, and would come up with an excuse or reason to otherwise. Or just scoop her up anyways. ]
What sort of confession? [ she asked, leaning forward a little to look at him curiously. ]
oh god all of the saps ; v ;
What sort of confession? [ she asked, leaning forward a little to look at him curiously. ]