Comet fans out four cardboard triangles on the bench. "Brace shapes for the back of the flats. Lab day."
"Measure every angle first," Wren says, handing her the protractor. "Then we tear."
Comet measures brace 1. "Forty, seventy, and seventy." She tears the three corners off and lays them edge to edge. "A straight line."
"Every time?" Wren asks. "What does the evidence say?"
Brace 2, brace 3, brace 4. Every set of torn corners makes a straight line.
Nova hovers over brace 2 and projects a fold line down its middle. "Would you like a hint? Fold this one."
Comet folds. The two base angles land exactly on each other. "Equal sides, equal base angles. Our designer, run the lab with us."
These are the crew's own protractor readings for their four braces, in degrees.
| Brace | Angle A | Angle B | Angle C | Sum |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Brace 1 | 40° | 70° | 70° | 180° |
| Brace 2 | 55° | 55° | 70° | 180° |
| Brace 3 | 90° | 35° | 55° | 180° |
| Brace 4 | 20° | 120° | 40° | 180° |
Brace 2 has two equal sides. Reflect it over the line that bisects the angle between them: the equal sides swap, so the base angles swap. They are congruent.
The midsegment of each brace measured half its third side and ran parallel to it. The crew's readings: third sides 60, 48, 90, 34 cm gave midsegments 30, 24, 45, 17 cm.
Fine lab work, designer. Tomorrow is Proof Day: the frame on the sawhorses finally earns its name.