A few days had passed since her medical examination, and as she had promised the good Doctor, GLaDOS was going to show off her regeneration process. =^=GLaDOS to Dr. Kastil, if you are free this evening, I would invite you to join me in my Chambers.=^=

GLaDOS stood before a chair, beside which was a large vat of a gooey almost-liquid substance. Hopefully by the time she was ready to begin the process, Kastil would have arrived. With a small, almost imperceptible wince, the woman began to disassemble her arm, taking off the outer Borg components first, and stripping it down to it’s base, a thin layer of metal and plastic surrounding the existing components of her regrown biological arm.

GLaDOS, CSO