[He is suffering from major narrative plot point-itis, unfortunately...]
Let me try for myself, first. [Viktor will flop his hand forward to take the screwdriver. Taking it, he arches his arm around his back and tries to hook it into a slot blindly. He somehow manage this for one, extremely delicately turning the screwdriver in place and twisting the bolt a half circle. His relief is audible, but the strain of reaching his arm back and trying to twist the tool at once is something he cannot maintain for long. He just ends up dropping the flathead with a clatter when changing the angle to the next bolt,
A wincing sigh, before he slumps. Okay. Seems like he needs to accept that help, after all. He's hit a limit of self sufficiency.]
Another is still loose... it is the third one down. Very slowly turn it towards the right. As slow as you can. A quarter turn should do. [if it gets over tightened that is also bad...]
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Let me try for myself, first. [Viktor will flop his hand forward to take the screwdriver. Taking it, he arches his arm around his back and tries to hook it into a slot blindly. He somehow manage this for one, extremely delicately turning the screwdriver in place and twisting the bolt a half circle. His relief is audible, but the strain of reaching his arm back and trying to twist the tool at once is something he cannot maintain for long. He just ends up dropping the flathead with a clatter when changing the angle to the next bolt,
A wincing sigh, before he slumps. Okay. Seems like he needs to accept that help, after all. He's hit a limit of self sufficiency.]
Another is still loose... it is the third one down. Very slowly turn it towards the right. As slow as you can. A quarter turn should do. [if it gets over tightened that is also bad...]