Anakin watched almost fondly as the young boy began to take apart the television set. He, himself, had taken the thing apart weeks ago, finding himself highly disappointed by the primitive way in which the radio waves were converted into sounds and images. The fact that they even still used radio waves made him cringe. He could've advanced it, but didn't want to irk his wife with taking apart the computer and telephone to do so, so he just put it back together as is.
He blinked in slight confusion as the boy approached him and gave him back his jacket. "It's...okay," Anakin said, at a loss for words, unsure of what to say to the boy.