Inessa doesn't respond to the others, not allowing herself to become distracted when she must play a vital part in this. Taking the clamp from Nathaniel, she closes it as instructed, paying close attention to how it feels. With a small determined nod, she looks back up to the senior Warden.

"If that's all, I'm ready to begin." Poor Iskandar has waited long enough, whether or not he sounds at all distressed. She takes a deep breath, steadying her nerves as best she can before plunging in. Close the clamp over the hose, then fasten the hooks. That's simple enough.