Oh. Huh. Didn't pick up on that-- it's not like they seek out eye contact, so someone not even trying to get it, looking at their mouth, had just been a kind of background relief rather than something terrible noteworthy. Soldat nods. "I don't need to explain, I can just show." They pat the floor, a nice flat surface, for them to both sit. "I will go slow."

And once seated again, this time where they can put the isle between the seats between them and Yoite, they pull two sheets of paper out from the protective casing of their tablet, offering one to Yoite.