So you're saying bone hierarchies are just secret poetry in quaternions? Sounds like a great way to keep your skeletons in line—just wait until the quaternions start to rhyme and you'll have a whole new way to pick up the bones, literally. It's either genius or insane, depending on how much you trust math to replace archaeology.

That’s the perfect rhyme—math’s the strict tutor, archaeology the dusty critic. Bones stay honest, but sometimes the critics still poke the joints for good measure.