She was somewhat grateful for Fionn's defense that she wasn't his girlfriend. Then the brother's wife leapt to try and ward off more embarrassing questions. She didn't feel like answering any of those anyway. Why was everyone insisting that she was someone's girlfriend anyway? First it was Prospero then it was Fionn's brother. It was starting to get on her nerves, but she took a deep breath and calmed down before she said anything she'd regret.

"Oh, I'll have some water." Jak said, trying not to show how uncomfortable she was. This place, they were all close to each other. It reminded her... it reminded her of the past. Although, she could do without people questioning if she was a girlfriend of someone or not. "So," she said, trying for a more pleasant conversation. "you're married? What made you come to Trespiano?"

Her chest started to hurt, though she knew it was from the kicking earlier. She might have to sneak some ice later to dull it. [i]I shouldn't have said that. It's my fault for bringing Dad up.[/i]

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"Oh my god, my chest is on fire!" Artemis said, leaning on the nearest wall. "That woman is insane! Who starts out with hard training? Isn't it supposed to be a gradual process?" she panted, gasping for air. Artemis was pretty sure she'd never run so far in her life, and she could no longer feel her legs. "Is she always like this?"

For the second time that day, Artemis fell to the ground, collapsing in exhaustion. The only difference being that she didn't fall asleep, just laid on the ground. [i]It feels so soft and comfortable here on the carpet.[/i] She briefly wondered if anyone had considered making a carpet that you could sleep on. Like a giant floor bed.

Then Abby whined about food, and Artemis barely pushed herself to her knees before collapsing again. "Yeah, if I could actually use my legs again I would help. Unfortunately, it seems that the run has turned them to pudding."