At first, Tarentek tried to pass the time by returning to bed and taking a nap. It was nice to rest, but he could only sleep for so long, and he wasn't the type who enjoyed lounging around lazily. As he got up out of bed, he started to notice how much better he was feeling; almost to the point that he was back to normal. Honestly, he was probably ready to leave on his mission at any point now, though he still felt it would be worthwhile to give his escort some training on how to behave in Tel Nof before leaving. Of course, he would need to know [i]who[/i] the escort would consist of before he could do that. For the moment, Tarentek decided to test his recovery through training. If he was back to normal, then he had some ground to make up with his exercise routine. He cleared out a space in the floor of the main room and, after stretching his muscles, started out with sit-ups, broken up by points where he could rest and rehydrate. Tarentek did not have quite his normal endurance, but enough exercise would bring that back to normal over time. Afterwards, he looked around the den and gathered up any relatively heavy, non-fragile items he could find and tied them together into weights. Back in Amman, they used bags of sand for their exercise routines, but currently, Tarentek felt it might be best not to bring an excess of sand into Onyx's home, which would inevitably end up spilling out all over her floor. She would not appreciate that, likely. Despite the soreness and pain in his body, Tarentek's mind felt almost relaxed now that he was exercising again. It had been part of his daily routine ever since he had joined his people's military. Many times, he found the routines to be annoying, or at least boring, but he could not have guessed how much he would miss something as simple as exercise once he became physically unable to do it. The weakness he had felt during the past few weeks had been both mentally and physically devastating, but now, he could not be more relieved that he was so close to being back to normal.