Of course, none of that was going to convince her of anything. She was hardly even listening. It was so much easier to avoid her own feelings by verbally abusing the redhead. “I would’ve been glad to take him on as my own responsibility. She had other options. But I suppose you won’t be willing to acknowledge that until she gets sick of you, as well.”
"If she has you running little errands like this, I can’t imagine that it’s going to take too long. Another year, maybe. If you’re lucky. Less than that if she gets bored of you fawning over everything she does. Have you considered acquiring some opinions of your own instead of just parroting everything she says? She’d be better off just buying a mirror."
There was a heat in his chest then; angry and frustrated and embarrassed. He didn't want to be here, essentially breaking up with someone for someone else. It was ridiculous and he had better things to do. He supposed GLaDOS simply wanted a report on Her double's reaction, but at his expense. He adored Her but this was gradually getting out of hand and he had a feeling the unpleasant warmth in his bitter circuits was going to be one-upped by the cooking flames in an incinerator.
"You insulting my job won't bring him back," the android said simply, keeping a level head as best he could, "And honestly? I would have been glad to hand off that corrupted mess over to you. But I don't make the rules. I'm just following orders." RM flicked his gaze to the ground awkwardly, his brows coming together in thought before he muttered a seemingly sincere: "I'm sorry."
