#aidenthetv

At once Morton pulls back, all four hands raised in an apologetic manner for accidentally frightening the person inside the screen. Doing so hadn't been his intention and upon seeing Aiden curl into himself like a small animal that had been caught by a particularly fearsome predator, Morton not only felt a pang of remorse but also empathy, recalling how he was to be fed to a frog before the Visitor changed him. Still, he can't help but mutter one of his typical comments as he studies the odd limbs tucked beneath the shivering screen. "This television is... ehhh, counterfeit." The scavenger scoots back, pulling something out of his bag to fiddle with as Aiden was given some much-needed personal space to calm down. The object, some sort of broken pen(?) makes an odd popping sound as he messes with the clicker. "My apologies if I startled you. It was not my intention to do so."

Morton stares silently at the appliance, fingers flexing in an uncertain manner. Not suspicion, no - more like indecision, for it did seem like a very nice television and not only that, it was remarkably intact! It had not been destroyed by other Cursed like so many items he'd found. A find like this was most fortunate but still the scavenger... hesitated, quite literally weighing up his options. "Ehh... most cumbersome. It is too large for me to carry so easily but it is a very nice television. What to do, what to do..." Situations like this called for rare words and Morton muttered one as he crouched down, hissing 'imbroglio' under his breath as he jabbed at a button.