Please, Wei Wuxian. Tidus would watch the affair beside him, if he wasn't attempting to keep the drone airborne. He told Kitty to practice landing it, didn't he? But now that it's his turn (what if he tried on top of a tent, he wonders, perhaps dangerously), he's experiencing the nerves that comes with it.

Rikku would love this more than him. But, hey - he's not so bad himself!

But it turns out he'll need to look, the hand that presents his required addition, but Tidus makes it hang there while he figures if he can leave the drone hovering without any touching. It does - which only brings a certain amount of relief as he lets the control sit on his lap so he can take the headwear, small clicks as the unfolded pieces sit into place.

Now this is a new fiddly job, figuring how to rest it on the side of his face. He blinks at the new screen directly in front of his eye, a perspective he was both expecting, and not. It's the kind of disorientation that might need a minute or two to adjust.

"Always!" But who wants to say that? He's got the controller back in hand, and does a twirl with the drone, for his new vision. Okay, okay, he's got this! "Just lemme find the guy. Lessee... -- want me to bump anyone in the back of the head?"

He's not getting distracted.