While Shun was gathering his things to start for the gym, he considered a few of his options. His wounds were just about healed up. The areas of the deeper cuts were still a little tender, but he had been able to exert himself without many issues. He picked up his phone, thinking things over a bit. Should he give Thorne a call? His body may still not be in the ideal condition to actually be sparring...
Well. Honestly, there was only one way to find out. And he was fairly eager to start trying to hone himself again, especially after a few talks he had with others.
And so he dialed up the boxer.
"Oi. Thorne. How are your wounds treating you? Are you ready to step into the ring?"