He shares Ohan's contact information with her.

Thanks!

Hey Ohan! Gym schedule in the part with the mats looks like so; let me know when would be good and if I need to be dressed in a specific way or anything.

He picks a time.

Gym clothes, loose but not too lose so I can stick the electrodes to your skin.

You got it.

Ohan is a couple of minutes late. There's a large rucksack attached to the back of his wheelchair, but it seems to not impede its functioning or movement in any way. "Awesome, you're already here. I should set these up."

"Sure, can I help or have you got it?"

"No I'm good thanks—is there somewhere to set a computer up, I brought a fold-up table but—" He looks around.

"Water bottle counter?" She points.

"Works." He rolls over there and puts his laptop on it and boots it up. "'Kay so I'll load up the program and it'll tell me where you should get the sensors on but I remember a couple of places..." He grabs his rucksack and looks for some of them there. They're a bit bulkier than the ones used in motion capture movies but all wireless.

She cooperates with the application of sensor objects.

Then they will soon be applied! More of them once the software's loaded and indicated where the remaining sensors should go.

"Okay, so now I want you to walk at a normal pace from one end to the other of this room. If you fall, try not to do any fancy rolling or whatever, just do whatever comes most intuitively. Unless you're at that point with the rolling, in which case just roll."

"I can splat like I used to if it's useful to splat."

She walks. It takes a few passes across the gym before she trips; she catches herself that time but the next time she does splat.

"It's useful to see what the software will have to be dealing with when trying to compensate for you so if you have any nonstandard instincts that's good to catch."

After a couple more passes he asks her to go at a moderately faster pace—not quite a jog, not quite not a jog.

She powerwalks. She splats.

Good thing the floor's padded.

Jog?

Jog. Splat. Jog, roll. "Sorry."

"Don't worry, if you'll be tempted to do that it's also useful to collect data on it."

"Okay then." Jog jog roll jog jog splat. She can do a kip-up.

Eventually they should move on to running even if she'll splat a lot because it'd be good if the thing worked in most use cases.

Run splat. Run splat. She can rarely go two steps in a row at this speed without tripping, though sometimes she catches herself and doesn't hit the mat. Run run roll.

After a few more minutes of this they should be good.

"Sorry about all the necessary splatting."

"That's what the mats are for. I'm gonna want to ice my ear after this but it'll be fine tomorrow."

"I'll need to take a look at this data and figure out what the best configuration of weights would work for you. I'll let you know and you can critique my design."

"I look forward to it!"

And he can look over the results. What are the problems, exactly? What does her body do abnormally that makes her fall and fail to properly catch herself midway so often?