She glances at him, a small smile forming, and she nods. "I think so," she says. "Like exercise." It reminds her a lot of doing the stretches and exercises in gym class, actually.

She turns the boulder over in the air, controlling its speed and spin for a moment and stopping its arcing. It almost hurts, doing that, a strain she's unfamiliar with, and she realizes she'll have to do that more, too, practice that to get better at it.

Blood drips from her nose, and she frowns.