"Swap?" Jakin offers, holding out his book to Ylva. She stares at him for a moment, then seems to understand and they exchange books. "Ah, circles and triangles in bright colours," Ylva says, and grins at Magistra Colle. "This might be more my level. Although I don't think there'll be much about shapes on the graves." "Recognising the shape of the words is what matters most for that," Colle says.