[It's a little odd hearing that sentence in his tablet assistant Helel's computer-calm as he reads it out for him. That does not sound like a sentence anyone should speak in any manner of calm. But he can't see the text for himself right now, so it can't be helped. Relying on Helel (he thinks of the entire tablet as the avatar, predictably) to transcribe his speech - how ironic, now he's the one who needs a scribe - his own answer has all the patterns of speech with none of the intonation or emotional markers.]

Hands? That's alarming. You couldn't have found the house of a disturbed collector, could you?