During the journey back, Moon didn't waste his time idling for long.
He retreated to the small training room aboard the orbital and set to work on his Ice-Assimilation technique. His copied class window from Elsa was still ticking down, and every hour it stayed active was an hour he could learn from before the class expired and took its foundational understanding with it.
His proficiency climbed at a sharp rate, hitting thirty-five percent within twenty minutes.
Moon attributed the fast start to his earlier struggles with the technique. All those failed hours of solo practice hadn't been wasted after all. He'd built a foundation of understanding, an intuition for what he was trying to accomplish, and now that the copied class gave him the actual structural key, that groundwork accelerated everything. He wasn't learning from scratch like other skills he newly copied. He was simply slotting the missing piece into a framework he'd already half-built.
