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Take it easy for a few days. Don't lift anything heavy. Light cardio is fine.

Marcus was a reasonable man when it came to making sure Lee didn't strain her body into serious injury - something she was very capable of doing if she wasn't careful. 'Light' cardio on a machine was an absolute joke, though, and Lee had instead opted for some late evening fresh air before the sun set. A jaunt around the park when the air wasn't quite cold yet.

Also there were less people to potentially trample from keeping her attention at eye level.

Lee had done two laps when she decided it was time for a break - not necessarily out of exhaustion, but rather for hydration and to make sure she didn't slosh her insides about too quickly with it. Such breaks allowed for too much time to think, however, reminding her quickly that the night often brought troublemakers and that she'd be wise to not dawdle long.

There were always other people out in the park - not to say it was an over capacity location and that Lee could barely move without tripping over somebody else, but rather that someone else being out on a jog didn’t really draw much of the woman’s attention. Nor did the brief pause in Aris’s stride to look her over. Some things were simply a common response now, and she had stopped taking it personally long ago. At most she’d warn Aris that Zoo Hours were over and viewing time was done and to move on if it lingered too long.

The tumble interrupted that thought.

Lee’s instinct to reach out - honed by years of raising little girls who liked to trip and fall - would have likely kicked in if she’d had her attention more sharply on Aris, but instead a reactionary response would have to do, offering a hand out to the downed woman with an unchanging expression. “They should salt the pathways better,” she stated, displacing the incident pointedly.

Lee's grip was firm as she pulled Aris up to her feet, her expression mostly unchanging, though there was an almost instinctive look over her hands and knees. Should rinse those, she thought to herself, taking a moment to look over the park to see if she could spot the closest option for it. If there was any judgement over the tumble, the giant woman was not quick to share it - or make any sign it was there.

"Perhaps," it wasn't a clear answer, but if the stranger wanted to play it off, Lee wouldn't draw too much attention to the hint of shame behind her choice in words.

Squeezing the hand she still held in mimic of a handshake, Lee then released it and folded her arms squarely across her chest, giving a more intimidating stance than intended. "Lee," she finally answered, offering her water bottle. "Rinse off," she advised.

The hand holding out the waterbottle didn't move, though the directive was not repeated. "If it wasn't bad, your body wouldn't be warning you that it was hurt," Lee stated, despite not pushing it. She was hardly the person who should have been saying anything of the sort - her entire living was pain, after all. "To have worse does not make it bad idea to tend to things when they are better," a scraped knee was still a scraped knee at the end of the way.

Lee glanced over the park at Aris' question, her neutral expression pulling into a frown. "The dark is only a threat if you are afraid of what is in it," she answered, "and there are too many nice things in the night to fear a little trouble." Perhaps something that could only be said because of her broad build that likely intimidated anything that would think itself weaker than her. Unfortunately there were more things out at night that could have challenged such a thing that hadn't been met yet.