Re: Cockpit
"Nah, nah, th'part's made'f sumthin' solid, tha's for sure. Ah'm sure'f ya chucked it straight 'gainst th'wall, it'd keep shape too. Y'mind?" She seemed to be asking, but before Kale could respond, she had sat down on the floor next to him and pointed to where he was trying to place it.
"Th'thermal cap's jus'there t'regulate all sorts'f heat exchanges 'tween th'sides of th'ship, y'know. Th'way it tells ya all sorts'f things are goin' on one'r th'other side, givin' to all'f yer instruments here'n th'panel. All sorts'f safety things'r installed'n a ship'f this sort, y'know...makin' sure tha'cha can't be takin' off'f things'r seemin' outta place, tha's why yer grounded. Bein' a ship built like't, wouldn't take off'n th'seat wasn't properly aligned, y'know? It's safe, but non'n sorts'f efficiency." She spoke quickly, but directly to Kale as if she was instructing him, pointing out parts underneath as she did so.
"Y'r essentially hookin' up somethin' tha's jus' makin sure that th'main power transformer don'be overheatin'n seizin' up. Tha's necessary, but it ain't gonna stop it. It's jus'gonna shut'cha down'n th'middle'f th'black if'n things get too hot'n you'll be floatin' out'n waitin' for it ta cool off. Y'know..." She paused, reaching up into the exposed wires and getting her arm up to her elbow to disappear into the console board, reaching around as she searched. "Y'got a coolant line runnin' up through here, y'know...blowin' cool air a'cha if'n ya need it, an'tha line is constantly runnin' w'tha freon t'keep it like some sort'f ice." She finally grabbed the hose, pulling it down and wrapping it around the black box that sat like a heart in the midst of the wires, easily looping it with one hand.
"Oh, an'...here." She took the thermal cap from him, rotating it and then holding it up. For all of Kale's trouble, it simply snapped into place, the prongs in the back attatching with a soft click. "Y'had that backwards, too..."