The harsh gravity of Earth, Yakov thinks, would have robbed the joints of his students in hours of practice, as it did his.

Here Victor's long hair floats around him even more prettily than it ever could on Earth, as he spins in the air and then checks the rotation, coming down to the ice gently. Not too gently - it wouldn't do to float back up as he holds his edge in a graceful arabesque - but softer, and maybe he'll keep his health for longer; unless (Yakov tries not to think) he becomes the first to figure out how to use the ship's lighter gravity for even higher and harder jumps.