Wordlessly, Purity unfolded her body and then refolded herself in a new way. No -- it wasn’t new, it was the same pose as Honour was currently holding, just mirrored left-to-right. There was a word for that -- 'stereoisometric.' Yvan taught her that one, among a few other big, mouthy words. If nothing else, she could credit his attempts at imbuing spiritual enlightenment with expanding her vocabulary, and for making her want to know where the words really came from and what they really meant. Unprompted, Honour released her aching muscles and tendons only to stretch them again as she struggled, slowly, to copy Purity’s reversal. Strangely, she felt like she could take it further this time, with less pain.