No, no, it's cool when it's you. [He waves a hand dismissively. Though he does make a mental note to take the cuff off when he's feeling warmer to make sure he doesn't broadcast anything accidentally. (It's a thought that he has to try very, very hard not to broadcast.]

It won't. You don't think anything rude or offensive like I do. [He chuckles, gesturing to the little cuff on his skinny wrist.] I'll be back to scowling soon, don't you worry about that, but this is where the tech's been hiding. I knew there had to be a place you could get it from.

[He drops his hand and beams a little more. It's... an interesting look on him, all toothy and full of arrogant glee, like this turn of events has not just given him new toys but has proven something about his own genius.] Okay, so am I good at telling what you're trying to say when you can't say words or what?