He's relieved when she stops moving around so much. Even when she's trying to be gentle, it feels like he's being shaken all over the place. "I can tell you without looking that it's tacky," he informs her, as if his aesthetic judgments are the point of this exercise. He obediently (obediently??) squeaks at it, though, several times, to get a clearer image than he can see with his eyes.
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"I was right," he informs her once he's done it.