The Doctor had barely had a change to think about it before another wave hit, sending pieces of loose debris falling to the floor with a clatter. If they didn't do something soon the ship was going to be nothing but a pile of rubble.
"We'll have to, do we really have any other choice?" he asked rhetorically, his voice screechy with concern for the safety of all three of them. "OK, let's do this," he nodded with a confidence he did not feel as he got to work.