Buttons and swiping, okay. He turned the little screen over in his hands as Jack explained how the thing worked, but didn't try to do anything with it just then. He'd work it out when his brain wasn't cramping all over the place.
And then Jack said wasn't writing any more? Oh. uhm. He took another drag from his cigarette, and thought about it before breathing out the smoke again. "What're you going to do now?" he wondered.