"So much shit. Turkey. Cranberry sauce. Mashed potatoes. Fuck I'm gonna make myself hungry. Restart the level so I can switch this."

And he moves the controller to hold, settled against Connor's stomach as he tries to coordinat his fingers better.

"So okay. I chop the lettuce with this button. And- ope, dropped it in the floor. Okay. Pick that shit up, carry it over to you. And then I tomato?"

He's pondering out loud as he's trying to get the hang of it. He makes his little person burst into speed a couple of times before putting something down properly.