Her mouth twitches, regardless, and she takes another swallow from the jug before passing it back.

"All right, then. Here we go."

And by 'we' she means herself and her poor mistreated arm.

Ow. She can definitely feel it as she starts moving through the second exercise. It's harder to keep her movement the same, because muscles are protesting like whiny babies.

Hmm.

She bites her lip hard as a quick distraction, and with that different pain to concentrate on, pushing the mere aches away is much, much easier. Well. Easier. Ish.

One. Tw -- ow, no, you need to hold that movement, leg. And elbow. And wrist.

One. Two. Thr -- dammit.