"No," X says.

"But I have not worked for thirty-six consecutive hours. Yet."

Maybe then.

(It's actually twenty-four hours.)

From her prone position X pushes herself up into a handstand, then rolls forward, ending up on her feet.

That is the point at which she approaches the tatami, getting a feel for the space they have to work with.

A more accurate mental map of the room in general also helps.

"I do not think Logan has, either."