[Even the quiet noise from people upstairs in their rooms is kind of soothing. The Soldier wedges itself as close to the wall as it can get, scanning the room warily-- but is back on its feet immediately, looking startled, even panicked, as Elektra tries to sit.

Because her own chair looks like the Chair, and it can't let her sit in it. (Hey, whoah, pal, it's okay, it's not real. I don't care, I don't want to watch that!) It grabs for her wrist to pull her back to her feet, before the clamps can come down over her arms and the electricity can start.]

Not there. Don't sit there.