Kimberly never had to worry about that. She was always fit.

He smiled as she landed, straightening up and overlooking the gym equipment. "They've put me through a number of training programs here. Martial arts, weights, running through sand for endurance...

Billy winced. He hated that one, but he knew how important it was to be as fast as possible on the battlefield. "I've practiced in a gym like this too, but I'm not near your level---something would be wrong if I was. The room will spot you if you want to test dangerous new techniques," he grinned, remembering the fun memories of a tentacle catching his ankle before he could hurt himself.

One of the tentacles shot down when he asked it to, curling around his wrist in greeting. "Hey!"