He laughed at her protectiveness, and kissed her back, musing it was odd to have someone that cared about his safety more than he did.<br/><br/>He glanced at the suddenly appearing items, and shrugged; he knew the minions had to have teleportation powers, and likely snagged them from a local junk yard. A few minutes later, they also brought a double handful of his older, scrapped works, which he scattered about the 'largish' room at various points. This was to see if there was an area effect to the disassemble effect, if it even happened.<br/><br/>He then picked up the TV remote, and carefully flipped it over in his hand a couple times, before simply... 'reaching' out to the device. He wasn't sure what he was reaching out with, or even how, but he could do it with his own items, and get a feel for where problems were. This would be the first time he tried to actually cause something to happen, though with his powers being a bit... off, he wasn't sure what would happen. Hence the quarantine.