His legs were still quite stiff, but he was able to keep his balance and stay upright. He gave them a stretch, his knees popping in a satisfying manner. He took more than some pleasure when he looked at them - they were thick and solid as tree trunks again, instead of the thin gangly twigs they had been just a short time ago. He felt the strength he was used to returning to his muscles. He was about to speak up, when Zecora shook her head.