[Well, he can't see that finger, as his own communicator is set to audio, but the tone of her voice makes the scolding clear. He's not sure whether to laugh or be embarrassed, but by the time she gets there, he's decided to go with neither, and just be content that someone wants to look after him.
He's on a makeshift bench, a couple planks tied together and propped up by cinder blocks, feet propped up on an overturned bucket, and he squints a little as she approaches, like he's not 100% sure who she is. His human eyes may be back to normal, but the rest of his senses feel shaky.]
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He's on a makeshift bench, a couple planks tied together and propped up by cinder blocks, feet propped up on an overturned bucket, and he squints a little as she approaches, like he's not 100% sure who she is. His human eyes may be back to normal, but the rest of his senses feel shaky.]
Hello? Riley? It's me. Come sit, if you like.