[ It's okay neither do most of the adults around him at any given point. He's getting used to that. ]

Cool! I hope it breaks. Or, no, wait, I don't hope it breaks, because then I messed it up, but I want to keep working on it with you. So maybe I hope there's a little problem.

[ At some point the screwdriver fell off his face and he leaned over the edge of the seat he was on to look for it as it did so. Overbalance, flail back for the seat, okay awesome nothing happened he meant to do that. He's just not a very still person. Although something in there gets his attention again. ] You don't know what my dad looks like? He's not here? Is anybody I know here?