Not everyone has hands. Check your non-empurata privilege, Rodimus.

"I've had optics for a few million years, too, and I'm still fascinated by the mechanics of vision." Nautica tried to point at one of hers for emphasis, misjudged the distance, and poked herself in the optic with a clink. No harm done, but she looked terribly offended for a moment before she realized she had no one to blame but herself.