Anywhere. Just go anywhere. It's all she's wanted since Wheatley woke her up, and now it's actually an option, and she's not sure what to do with it. Hell, part of her wants him to tell her where to go, so she doesn't have to face the enormity of anywhere.

That rattles her, a little. Maybe better not to think about it. So she nods, firmly, gives him a thumbs up, and heads upstairs.

She'll be in the shower for a long time. Until the hot water runs out, probably.