That's not good. Not wearing her feedback filter, Kit has no choice but to ride out Gemini's surge of fear and pain. Now that she knows it's there, she doesn't need physical contact to interact with the chip, though it would be easier.

No, wait. It's okay, it's okay. It's just me, it's Kit. I'm a friend.

Taking a deep breath, Kit does her best to send him thoughts of things she usually finds soothing. Simple but elegant lines of code. Building little robots. A well executed hack. Being wrapped in a thick blanket. Running her hands over a smooth metal surface. Disassembling, cleaning, and reassembling machinery.

Shh. I can help you.