"Awesome! This is like a fun game of tag except with punches!" SHELLDON says all too cheerfully for the situation.

Technically it shouldn't have been possible, but with Shaw letting herself get into the memory it seems to allow for some tangibility. One less metal appendage to worry about. Maybe.

Donnie jolts at the sound of his name, the script not following with what he remembers, and he looks over at her, confused for a moment as his brain tries to reconnect.

"Shaw..?"

He yelps as more mechanical limbs pop out of the floor, grabbing a hold of him to pull him back against a metal slab. His brothers meanwhile are all likewise restrained against the walls while a disconcertingly huge saw bears down upon Donnie.

"Time to snip a branch off the family tree!" the AI says menacingly.