The restriction hadn't meant to crimp his style, which was apparently as lacking in restraint as his vocabulary was variation in obscenities. Merely that multiple strands was something to climb towards.

She picked up a second set of needles, and the pink yarn she'd used as demonstration, and looped it slowly around into a slip knot. "You start like this." She slid the knot over the needle. Then she tugged it free and repeated the process, more slowly.

Then she did something complicated, and there were two loops. Three. Four. She slid the needles out again and pulled it back into a heap of yarn. "Any questions?"