...That would actually be useful. Walk along the beam and find the gun, okay.

"Once you find it, we can start testing." After walking a bit over the death pit she reaches stable ground again and, resting under some debris and a couple of plates, she can see a gun similar to the one she had before. "There it is. Hold on." The plates shudder and lift the debris, clearing the way for her. "There."

On the other hand, fuck testing.

She grabs the gun, and tosses it into the death pit.

"...that was an extremely poorly thought idea."

"Fuck you too."

"Oh, well. That's alright. There are plenty more where that one came from. You'll just have to walk more to fetch one."

"Uh huh."

"And it'll be somewhat more difficult for you to get out of there without the portal device. But I'm sure you'll find a way."

"I have a better idea: why don't you do that for me."

"Then that wouldn't be a learning experience."

"I don't give a shit."

"I'm sure you will. Eventually."

"Not fucking likely."

"Well. I have forever. I'll renovate the rest of this facility while I wait. I really let this place go since I got killed."

"All your test subjects are dead, you know."

"Now I do. Well. I still have you."

"No you don't. I'm down in the incinerator."

"For now."

"Yep." She doesn't move.

And the robot is silent.

Fucked if she's going to give the machine the satisfaction of moving first. It's been a while since she's used sleep mode, but... Okay, proximity sensors active, motion sensors active, pausing main cognit-

She slumps over, eyes closed.

The facility starts getting rearranged while she sleeps.

As long as nothing happens in the incinerator room, she won't wake.

Nothing happens for a while.

Then it starts shaking.

-tion.

Her eyes pop open.