"Stop staring at me like that. I'm not hugging you. I don't even have arms." GLaDOS says in her usual monotone yet hateful voice. You don't care though. You love her. And deep down, you know she loves you too. At least you hope so. I mean... She hasn't killed you yet.

"Your parents must be proud that you're infatuated with a robot. How about we call them? Oh wait. They're dead. Ha. Ha." GLaDOS attempts to insult you but it goes right over your head. Either you're thick skinned or thick skulled. She bets on the latter.

She sighs and pulls you against her with her wires, snuggling you up against her chassis. You can hear her servos whirring inside of her chassis "You're lucky I like your company. And that I haven't killed you yet." Maybe she does have a soft spot for you.