No more than you right now - move: I'll hack the central console. [His cybernetic hand nudges yet again, harder this time with every intention of pushing her back down away from the wheel where a shoddy, half-welded screen sits limply on one side. Sure, he could let her hotwire the car and get them out of here without a hitch, but after a chorus of 'you're useless just stay put and don't touch anything, Rhys', he's feeling somewhat pissy.
no subject
And dismissed.]
Go on. Shoo.