I had to trust that Janis knows what to do. To doubt her at this point took more effort than it was worth. While I thought that, it was painfully obvious to both Shorty and Yak I was absolutely beside myself with fear. We all just focused on the job at hand. The tokamak was almost completely silent now, just a slight hiss on the limit of hearing, it was hardly enough at this point to cause alarm, anyway. We were on the last bus installation, and we had the process down to a science. The work was pretty engaging. Jane had machined a socket cutter, and I had it on a right angle portable miller we snapped to the deck. It cut a perfect socket into the stubs of the flux gate, right above deck level. This area of the deck was already ablative, and with shielding and cooling, they should work perfectly. Shorty had Yak moving metal while she cut and fit parts for shielding, we had already plumbed ducts for cooling, pulling a loop off the breech harness into the box frames, so we were down to final assembly.
