Unfortunately, that only made her more determined to FIX IT HERSELF. And perhaps even more unfortunately, a determined Chell was a dangerous one. PFT. Engineering. What did they know. It didn't look that difficult. The break seemed to be a neat one--the arm had simply fallen out of the shoulder joint.

She sat herself indian-style and motioned for Wheatley to sit next to her, where she could get at the attachment.

Qualified, shmalified.