[He's helping! This is like the one thing he can do to feel like he's helping, since Snake is way more capable than him in every other possible way, so—go with it. It's like back in the old puzzle days, where he asked everyone's permission before he opened doors.
But Snake is still rude.]
I have furniture at home. [Not a daybed... but he's seen magazines. He squeezes Snake's hand to, uh, let him know he's about to let go, before he does let go and Snake can listen to him shuffle over to one of the beds and take a seat on it. Buttons, buttons... He presses one; it beeps, and then there's a whirring.]
Oh, uh- okay, the first button is the window... shade? [Is it still shade, in space.] It's still going... going... and done.
[Snake needs this commentary, obviously. Junpei's quickly realizing none of these buttons are going to be useful for a blind man, so after he does a quick count--] It's 6 by 8, so pick a coordinate.
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But Snake is still rude.]
I have furniture at home. [Not a daybed... but he's seen magazines. He squeezes Snake's hand to, uh, let him know he's about to let go, before he does let go and Snake can listen to him shuffle over to one of the beds and take a seat on it. Buttons, buttons... He presses one; it beeps, and then there's a whirring.]
Oh, uh- okay, the first button is the window... shade? [Is it still shade, in space.] It's still going... going... and done.
[Snake needs this commentary, obviously. Junpei's quickly realizing none of these buttons are going to be useful for a blind man, so after he does a quick count--] It's 6 by 8, so pick a coordinate.