Connie sighs. She hadn't really seen this side of Ena before, but then again, they'd hardly talked for three minutes at most. The elf kind of reminded Connie of Aquamarine, the way she was acting. Still, she might as well help.

"It's not really a matter of fixing it. If the slate's about to go into sleep mode," as the screen fades, Connie taps it, and the lights brighten again, "just tap it and it'll stop. Then, if it's dark, just push this button at the top. Don't hold it, or else it'll actually turn off. If it is off, do hold the button. Does that make sense?"