[He blinks at her very concise answer, looking at the circuit board again. It was beautiful to him, really. Processing, computing, electronic charges... a metaphorical light bulb goes off over his head.]

Oh? Is this its brain? Remarkable! [He grins at it and sticks it in his shirt pocket. He's keeping that one.]

A machine's job is to do what a person tells it to do. I just told it to stop so I could take a look at it! And I learned so much in doing so... it's new job is to teach me about machines in this time now! I'm declaring it so!

[He's going to straight-up ignore the pleads to put everything back together for now.]