[ when she actually manages to hold it within her own grip, two hands spaced aptly apart, he's... admittedlyt quite impressed. after all, it meant she was paying decent attention to her surroundings. moreover, that she was capable of adapting to it to a certain extent. though, in a scenario akin to this where the stakes weren't particularly high (nor held any severe consequence)— it was probably nothing more than an added bonus. a display of her core capabilities. a short one, at least. though, he suspects some direction would probably still be appreciated.

... and it was only right considering he pushed her into the deed. he reaches over, pointing at a button. ] You can put your thumb on that one. It helps you move the actual blocks. Then for your other hand— [ he leans over, squinting his eyes over her fingers. ] That button changes the shape.

... I think. [ he holds his two hands out... as if pretending to hold a controller in his hand. his thumbs moving arbitrarily.

why doesn't he just take another? the world may never know. ]