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Sorry. That was the only word that was constantly ringing through Wheatley's head for the past three years in space. Or at least he thought it was five years. After a few meteor showers he went through caused his internal clock to break, he could only rely on a hunch. But back to the matter at hand, he was sorry. Sorry he was bossy and mean and evil. As the little robotic sphere drifted endlessly around the moon he only could think of one thing, to say sorry to that lady… If I had one wish, only one… It would be to apologize to Chell…  Wheatley thought. The only reason he was thinking and not jabbering his non-existent mouth