She switches to the backstroke after ten laps. Ten more and she rolls over again; breaststroke. She has waterproof headphones and an audiobook going.
"Terms and conditions apply, check the warranty manual for details, void in Yvalta, Cene, and Jakavi-Elesean."
"To answer your question," he says, pointedly turning away from Sahde, "I think I'm probably like the stereotypical green inventor type. I make stuff, I publish papers on stuff, I make more stuff, I help out at the university, and I make even more stuff."
"Totally did." And just to demonstrate, he presses a few buttons on the left armrest and it starts moving forward... and accelerating to rather alarming speeds, for a wheelchair. It doesn't seem to have problems with the grassy terrain, though, and Ohan unconcernedly does some sharper turns than it looks like he should be able to before returning to the both of them and decelerating quickly but smoothly.
"It goes much faster, but I don't think it'd be safe to do that here, the park's not made for souped up wheelchairs."
"I've thought once or twice about getting a wheelchair - balance disorder - but it would have been kind of fraught."
"It's not that there aren't greys in wheelchairs, but since I can walk at all and in principle my condition would respond to sufficiently aggressive practice, it would have been - signaling some things about my priorities if I opted for a chair instead of practice."
Snort. "I'm out of school and have a sit-down job now, so I suppose it wouldn't have the same consequences, but I really do manage to avoid serious falls these days. It would've been more useful when I was little."
"She told me she learnt to do some cool rolling falls to mitigate the balance thing but I haven't seen her walk around enough to see it."
"They're very cool. I take ramps instead of stairs when they're handy just for that reason, so I can roll if I have to."