"No, she's not. She's so much more than that," Susan said, petting the console a bit as she moved around it, twisting and flipping and pressing every knob, switch, and button that she could find that might do some good. "And if she is a paperweight, she's the most magnificent paperweight in all of the galaxies," Susan said, bracing herself against the console as she was struck by another wave.
"There's got to be something that will work!" Susan said, her voice hiking in desperation. She knew all too well what would happen if the doors ended up breached.