It is quiet night in the outpost. The relay is shut down for repairs until morning.
Comet has an idea. "Let's send pictures across the table instead. Codes only, no peeking."
Wren draws a tiny paper spaceship on an 8 by 8 grid and writes its run-length codes.
Comet rebuilds it square by square. It matches exactly.
"Now the lossy round," Wren says. He drops every one-square run.
Comet rebuilds the second version and laughs. "My spaceship lost its window."
Nova hovers above both grids. "Smaller, but different," she says. "Was it worth it?"