Don't make lemonade...Tully thought a bit on the strange turret's wording. It's likely a play on the when life gives you lemons quote but- god, she's giving so much thought to something that doesn't even matter. It just...the phrase gave her this weird sense of nostalgia for something she never went through. Weird. Crush seemed a bit bothered by the phrase too. Maybe she should ask him about it sometime.
"Ah! Yes! There's a catwalk down there, and if we jump down there, that should lead to the turret room we're looking for. Ehm, hold on. I'm going to have to drop down again. Because this rail goes up pretty high. Twi, luv, think you could catch me again?"
Tully tried hard not to roll her eyes as she peeked over to fact check Wheatley's response. He was correct, for there was a platform below them, pretty far down. They'd have to move quick though, since she noticed these turrets were going somewhere, and from the faint aroma of smoke and metallic screaming it was definitely an incinerator and nope nope nope nope.
Deciding to just let survival instinct kick in Tully lept down and hit the platform square in the middle. It rattled with her weight and she wondered how she was even making all these jumps. At least it was good excersize.
"Hey! Tully, you can't just abandon us like this!"
Tully flashed an apologetic smile. She just kinda didn't want to die.