But they give some constraints on the properties of such connections, and their time evolution.
This highly speculative information is available to her, but even were she fast enough to access it, none of it would be particularly useful when a pinpoint of not here blinks into existence directly ahead and expands spherically to swallow her.
Thanks to Teytis' efforts the way is significantly neater and less hectic than it was when she first arrived. They spend a while flying—the facility is huge—but eventually reach the experimental station: a very large metal cube hanging in the middle of empty space, with a little square hole near the top and a metal rail leading into it much like the ones the Neurotoxin Core and Wheatley used to move around.
It's off the network, so they have no information about what's in there until they actually look. How to approach?
That rail is there, and that must be how they're getting parts deliveries…
She finds herself in a little control chamber, and there is a personality core attached to a control panel. There are some screens where a lot of writing is passing through.
"—hello. I mean, uh, you're not supposed to be here."
Glance at the screens, capture, send to analysis (and Chell).
“Where is here? Who supposes? Who are you?”
"This is the Free Will Experimental Station and I'm the Free—I mean, the PHILOSOPHER KING. You wouldn't understand."
"I am the KING of the Free Will Experimental Station, where we perform Experiments on Free Will. Now move along, I'm very busy. And important."
“Actually, you are required to answer my questions.”
The voice is different in tone. And it is also coming from outside the station. And here is a central coordinator authentication for previous statements.
"Y-yes, ma'am! This is the Free Will Experimental Station, ma'am! Running just as smoothly as always, ma'am! Nothing wrong here, ma'am!"
"Oh no, it's better than not wrong! It's perfect! We have some very interesting conclusions! Very interesting indeed! Very useful, too! For something! I'm sure! Ma'am!"
“Do you really think that your laughable deflection will in any way improve the outcome of this inspection?”
“Oh look. I rhymed. Maybe we can write a poem about this later.”
"Collect data, ma'am, and analyze it, and sift through it, and find patterns in it."