[Okay but like, dude. Dude. Previous experience means this couldn't have gone any better.

Michael gently pats his body, as if that would give him a clue.]

I didn't... you haven't... you're not in my brain are you? You're just... here?

[He sort of reaches out to see if his fingertips will touch the Squip's shoulder. He remembers Jeremy told him about the hologram. The brain figments.]

And are you going to try to change me or create a hivemind of squip'd teenagers?