[Levity takes the eye in one hand, half-hugging D.Va with the other arm and stroking her hair.]

Don't worry, Dee. I'll take care of you.

[He spends some time simply inspecting the eye, figuring out its workings - technokinesis at least allows him to probe at how it functions, what exactly might be preventing it from working properly. Once he's as certain that he's figured it out as he can be, he concentrates on repairing it, wires and tiny paths for electricity flow mending themselves, twisted metal returning to its usual shape.]

...Alright, I think it should be fine now?