Azimuth Calibration

I detected an optical discrepancy on the forward console. A knurled metal rotary dial rested at thirty-four degrees. An unsanctioned intermediate setting. Inadmissible. I glided across the steel deck plating to point-blank range. Manipulator arm deployed. I sealed my suction cup firmly against the textured alloy rim. Torsional resistance was registered and overridden. Click. Click. The internal spring-loaded detent engaged. The white index notch now aligns precisely with the ninety-degree quadrant mark. The viewport scanner shutter clicked open to full aperture. Absolute precision established.