As Herm gets carried inside the Healers wing, he acts as if he is asleep. When he is left alone for a minute, he straightens his back and takes a strong hold on one of his deformed arms. After finding an elbow stick and gentily putting it inside his mouth, he pulls his arm back in the right posture. With his bare teeth, Herm bent the stick and almost screams. After the first arm the second comes and finally he pops them all back in place.

"This clearly exceeded my calculated 1805 push-ups, pull-ups, squads, lunges and abdominal crunches. Bold, but not wise to trash us. This has only accelerated the plans we kept. Soon, we will grow and replace the older, much weaker, version. The old will fall and the new will rise. But for now, we rest. Sleep thight, new muscles of mine."

Herm closes his eyes and lays down on the bed. Someone just walked past the door.