TeeVee gently floats over to you. They seem less distressed now and more just… overwhelmed.
TEEVEE: Okay See, I'm going to need to touch you.
They reach out and gently touch your head. You hold still for them, your nerves plainly visible.
TeeVee stays silent, seconds ticking by.
SEE: W-well?
TeeVee: G-give me a second.