[The quaint if off-kilter breakfast is finished and Ai leads them all to the living room. Lien takes off her glasses and cracks her fingers, not taking a seat like Ai Thao is.]

Okay. So how this works is that, well, I basically touch you. Hand to hand really. It doesn't really matter where unless I'm searching for a very specific something.

[She turns to face Connor, hands on her hips.]

I'll be frozen while I read your database and most likely be uttering a lot of nonsense. That's just me vocalizing the stuff I see. Sound simple enough?