Caius straightened up.
A look of disappointment flashed in Cynthia's eyes but was gone in barely a second as she simply waved her hand, expecting him to start the set of poses right from the first.
Caius didn't.
"What's the matter?" Cynthia asked, "Have you forgotten them?"
Caius shook his head.
"No, I remember," he said. He meant it. His brain captured every single pose. He was just unwilling to replicate them for a second time.
"Can I try something, Professor?" He asked.
Cynthia paused and then gestured to show he had the floor. Woe betide her not to encourage creativity. But she didn't think there was much to innovate about her poses. She had had decades to refine them, after all.
