"You're going to go hit each other with sticks, right?"

"Yep!"

"It doesn't sound all that meditative!"

"It actually is! And it's fun."

"I wish I could try that kind, the sitting kind sounds boring."

"Why can't you try this kind?"

"I'd fall over. I can't run or dance or climb things or do anything more complicated than walking pretty much. I can't even always walk without falling over."

"Aww, that sucks!" says Niva. "Somebody should invent something to help with that."

"Invent something like - what? I don't get any better if I use a cane and I'm not in bad enough shape to need a wheelchair."

"So, something that's not a cane or a wheelchair."

"Yes, but what kind of thing?"

"I dunno! I'll have to think about it."

"Well, that'd be really cool."

Niva beams.

Stormy's pancakes are all gone. She stays put, assuming someone will direct her to a place to meditate soon.