Carra shrugs. “Don’t know who this five finger discount fellow is, but in my opinion, fucking is a workout if you do it right. Plus I had surgery so you can fuck off, please and thank you.” Her voice is neutral, expression unfazed. 

Zenith frowns faintly and massages her own back a little, then she starts to massage Barry’s on an impulse. She’s actually really good at it, even with her tiny hands.