The stutter intensifies, the audio gets crunchy, and suddenly she's performing the kind of 'percussive maintenance' that some engineering types would nod sagely at. Bart, on the other hand, just winces and moves to take the key, now that Vika seems to have seen to the issue at least temporarily.

Key into slot, and carefully but firmly turning, he watches the way some things still and others judder, and he frowns deeply.

"If...at any point, if you would like to at least get that anchored back down properly, I might be of some assistance."