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Micah crossed the legs that had been up side-by-side on the empty table in front of him, the first motion he'd made in five minutes having otherwise sat as still as a vampire.  "Yo teach," he called from the back, raising an eyebrow.  "Cram away. Our bodies are ready. Don't forget to drop the soap! I'm sure the ladies would all appreciate that."  He kept his arms folded and didn't let loose so much as a snicker.  The sass was flattery and a test.  He wondered just how vain Payton was to keep up a physique like that.