[Is it weird? Rich doesn't seem to think so. He smiles, a little relieved, and loops his arm around Michael's shoulders. Hey, if Michael is okay with it, that means he's ready to embrace being a little touchy-feely.]

Hey, don't look at me, man. I didn't know how those things worked before I got here, and now they make even less sense. It seems... kinda weirded out, though. Like it knows it's not supposed to be outside of a body. And it couldn't like, access my name or do any creepy brainwashing shit.

[...Rich, how long did you hang out and talk with this squip?]