Connie, taking a break from her training exercises, rolls her eyes at the moogle's antics. Sighing, she strides up to the table where Ena is sitting, and politely taps Ena on the shoulder. "Um, hey. Your moogle is messing with you. The reason why you're stuck in that loop is that he's turning it off and on again, instead of just putting the slate out of sleep mode. Do you, uh, want me to show you how the work it properly?"