"You sure are," he said encouragingly. She was improving by light years, far quicker than David had when Dad brought him home. David had been older, and Misha knew from experience with the kids brought in that the older they were, the harder it was to make every movement into muscle memory. The younger they were, the easier it was to train the motions into them. Emily was exactly at the right age. His boys were as well, though in different ways.

He brought them to an end and waited for a moment until she was standing still. "Okay, let's shake out those muscles. Then you can grab a shower and I'll make smoothies."