Stage 17:
“The companion cube is going to talk to me?”
“I love you, companion cube!”
Stage 18:
“But I need a block, which means I’m going to have to go fuck around with the asshole robots to get the block, doesn’t it?”
On discovering she can take out turrets with the glowy balls: “Okay, we’re in business now.”
“It killed me and took my cube!”
“This is the worst game.”
“Where am I? Am I even standing on anything? What’s going on?”
After completing the robot room: “Please be the end of the level…”
Immediately following, to me: “I don’t like you because you’re laughing evilly.”
“Ah, fuckin’ a, there’s a damn radio down there.”
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