Yuna scheduled the safety review for Friday at six, immediately after my research trial ended. I arrived carrying both floor alternatives, a measuring wheel, plus medical clearance permitting controlled balance practice without contact. Nina had an article meeting, so she chose not to attend a professional session unrelated to her work.
The athletics hall contained no spectator chairs today; Yuna had moved every stack into proper storage after our first inspection, proving correction survived beyond embarrassment. She wore a fitted black training shirt, dark trousers, plus white protective tape around two fingers.
"You brought paperwork for standing on a floor," Yuna said, reading my doctor's restriction before handing it back.
"I brought permission because the floor includes people striking each other with bamboo," I replied, placing the two layouts beside her practice schedule.
