“No, no. Like this.” Green exhales, grabbing your hands with his and guiding the fuse in your grasp to the correct slot.

“It doesn’t turn on otherwise.” You were currently standing in shields beside the crews security specialist, Green. Being relatively new to this, you could tell he was trying to be gentle and patient with your lack of skill in this area.

He stands close behind you, towering over you and examining your work silently. Only occasionally correcting your mistakes.