Nell Orm put the pilot assembly on the clean side of the bench.
“This one,” she said. “Service spare. Never fitted. The live header keeps its own.”
Iven looked at the part without touching it. The housing was compact, its small input isolated from the larger working chamber by the differential stage Harl had been trying to draw. The stroke range matched the new collar. Its ordinary controls could be reached without putting a hand across the output path.
A real answer, made by somebody who had solved a related problem years before they needed it.
Harl checked the stock mark against his copied specification.
“Right range.”
Nell turned the loan sheet toward Iven.
“Returned or paid for under the host restoration account. Actual modifications entered. No claim that borrowing this means you can take the rest of the cupboard.”
