"Be our gun barrel. Hold the water globes from extending past a certain point, which Winston will help with, and spin them like they are bullets travelling through a gun barrel."
Aapo's eyes were fixated on him, his heart pounding in his chest. The task, seemingly straightforward, loomed over Aapo like an insurmountable mountain, threatening to swallow him whole.
"Sir… I can barely feel them or hold them. You are asking me to move them… Isn't this a bit too much?"
Alex shook his head in response.
"You don't have to worry about holding them together. That is Violette's job. And holding them in place is Winston's. Your job is to move them on a rotary trajectory. You can do it. Learning this will help you as well."
The Finn was still unconvinced he could achieve this, and his incertitude reflected on his face.
But there was no time to play around.
