Seren worked with Jesse to keep the vessel suspended while Mari and Etain guided it into position. Rather than trying to control the entire movement herself, she focused on supporting the ship's weight and responding to the adjustments Mugen signaled from below. The process required patience, especially when the smallest adjustment could make a considerable difference in how the hull settled into the prepared space. As the others maneuvered it into place, Seren gradually eased her hold through the Force, allowing the ship to descend at a controlled pace while Jesse maintained her own support. Only when the vessel settled firmly into the sand, and Mugen appeared satisfied with its placement, did she finally release her concentration, rolling her shoulders to relieve the tension that had built up during the effort.
"Well, that was considerably easier with several of us working together. I'd hate to imagine trying to position that thing alone."
She stepped aside to give the others room as the ramp was lowered and work resumed around the hull. With Mari, Etain, Ru, and Ginger adjusting the surrounding materials, Seren lent a hand wherever an extra pair of hands was useful, shifting loose stones and heavier scrap into reach without disturbing anything already secured. When Guilia finally emerged and announced that the material was drying but would be sealed, Seren glanced toward the newly positioned vessel with quiet satisfaction. What had been little more than wreckage was gradually becoming something useful, and she had to admit there was a certain pleasure in seeing their efforts take shape.
"That's encouraging. It looks a great deal more promising than it did when we started." She brushed the sand from her palms and looked between Guilia and Mugen, content to follow their lead rather than interfere with work they understood better than she did.
"Is there anything else that needs holding or moving while the seal finishes drying? I'm happy to keep helping."
Jesse Organa