Jin, in fact, did continue working out. It was clear she was developing into a fast, technical fighter rather than one with a lot of power. She was always going to be on the smaller side of the average, but  so far she was using that to her every advantage. 

“More about school?” She stopped short of rolling her eyes. Slade didn’t tolerate whining or disrespect. “Fine… I’m going to fifth grade. I’m going to be super bored. And no one there will be friends with me.” There was a sadness in her eyes when she said the last part, and she struck the dummy particularly hard. “That’s the direction of my life. But I don’t like that direction. I want to know more. Do more. I want to learn everything.” 

She looked steadily at her Uncle, catching the swinging punching bag in both arms to keep it from moving.

“You’re finally going to answer my questions? We can start now. How did you meet my parents? And don’t say ‘a business trip’ because that’s too vague. It’s almost lying.” There was determination written all over her face. This was quite clearly a test of his honesty.