She worked herself into a sweat, and then finally finished her set - panting as she raised a gloved hand to wipe her brow, and sheathe her sword. She was technically watching Cade, but it had become such an easy ritual these days that it didn't feel much like watching him so much as being around him, in case he should require assistance.

She wandered back over to where he sat, lowering herself onto the stairs a little more heavily than was graceful, and taking out her flask. It was just water, but after that bout, it tasted incredibly sweet, and without even thinking about it she offered it to Cade once she'd had a drink.