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While Chell had been testing, she did not eat. It's not like she was hungry anyway, she needed to focus on testing. Even though it had technically been thousands of years since she ate… It's okay. She doesn't need food.
GLaDOS has noticed this simple fact, and became… was worried the correct word? It seemed that GLaDOS was feeling bad for her test subject again, oh well.
She broke the silence. “It's been a while since you've eaten. Don't you humans need that stuff?”
Chell didn't respond.
“Do you want food?”
She shook her head. Like GLaDOS would give her food anyway, last time she promised food, she almost got killed! She could not be trusted.
Maybe this was a good thing.
GLaDOS always commented on Chell’s weight, maybe she should lose some.
So it was decided, she would continue to not eat.
After Wheatley took over the facility, it became apparent that Chell’s weight wasn't just GLaDOS saying things, as Wheatley commented on it as well. It made her feel terrible, like her fat was expanding with each insult. She needed to get rid of it.
GLaDOS, or potatOS as Chell called her in her head, had also noticed how she felt about it. “I'm sorry.”
Chell raised an eyebrow, prompting the other to clarify. “About calling you fat. It’s not true.”
She was not convinced. It obviously wasn't true, why was everyone commenting on her weight then?
“I know you don’t believe me, but… you aren’t fat.”
Later, she brought it up again.
“You’ve lost weight.”
Chell turned her head at GLaDOS. She did?
“I know why. You haven't eaten in a very long time.” She spoke. “This isn't good for you."
Wait, was GLaDOS worried about her?
Chell looked down, seemingly feeling bad.
“After we get out of here, do you want cake? For real this time.”
The human smiled for the first time in a while. She nodded happily. Maybe eating would be nice.