He blinks, looking a little confused. She must've been really shook by talking about Four, even just for that moment.

"Okay. I'll uh, try to get the radio," he says, chewing his lip as he crosses the room. It's been awhile since he messed with one of these, but he's pretty sure he remembers how to arrange the antenna and which buttons to press. He crouches down and sets the boombox on the floor near the tank, tapping each of the buttons on top until it turns on.

"They can hear us, ki'ta. I want to play something they'll like. It's probably boring in their by themself." He offers this in case she hasn't realized what he's doing, and also to hopefully get her something else to think about. Also because uh he wants her to come help him while he fiddles with the knobs trying to find a signal.