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"If you'd really like a duel, Luc, I'm sure that could be arranged. Honestly? I am incredibly out of shape and you could probably take me." He was still grinning as he grabbed another fry, this one coming away with another two stuck together with cheese. He dipped it carefully into one of the cups of ranch before popping all of them into his mouth, closing his eyes for a moment of contentment.

"Sumi's a face sleeper?" He managed after he chewed and swallowed, washing the potato down with a sip of his drink.

"Hard to hold your own against someone you don't actually want to hurt. The muscles just sort of happened when I didn't have anything else to do other than spend time at the gym and in the pool trying to build strength back up." He shook his own head, laughing softly.

"There would be only one way to find out, you know... We could always get Sumi to moderate." His voice had dropped a bit lower by that point, tones teasing.

"If you've got any sort of pent up aggression or lingering resentment over everything it's one way to get it out of your system before we start rooming together again." A teasing smirk had worked its way onto his lips, eyes dancing with a bit of devilish amusement.

When Luc brought up yoga he laughed, shaking his head. "s**t, Luc... You think I'm actually flexible enough to manage going to a yoga class with you? I suppose public humiliation could be a way of getting back at me too..."

"So let me know when your next class is and where and as long as it isn't at sunrise I'll be there." He thanked the waitress as she set his burger down in front of him, snagging his knife so that he could cut it in half. With as much fries as they had he probably didn't need to eat the whole thing, even if he could.

"If you think Fi and your cousin might not be alright with the whole moving out/moving in thing, though, seriously, I can ask them." He didn't think that Fiona had intended for him to stay forever, at least not if she was going to continue to try and help and rehabilitate other former Negaverse agents.

"Is your cousin going to worry about you, though, or is she going to worry about me?" His brow quirked as he snagged another fry, lightly dipping it into the ranch and then putting it into his mouth. He'd missed sitting in burger joints like this and chatting with friends-- Chatting with Luc, actually. At some point he'd have to thank Sumi for getting lost and running into him.

"Six thirty in the morning or six thirty in the afternoon?" He tilted his head, trying not to make a face at the idea of six thirty in the morning when his patrol schedule had turned him into a bit of a night owl.

"I could always ask her permission, if you'd like... But she might read a little too far into that too. Cordelia has come a long way since highschool, but she's always been protective when it comes to you." He lightly nudged Lucien's shin beneath the table with his foot.

It wasn't just Lucien that Cordelia was protective over, though. Since he'd started socializing and spending time with the Cardens again he noticed that seemed to be the passionate way she cared for everyone in her inner circle.

"I can meet you at the apartment at six on Thursday."

"Generally gym shorts and a tank, unless it's a little on the cool side and I know I'm going to be outdoors, then it's sweats and a hoodie." More often than not he wasn't up early enough to join Fiona for her morning jog, however, so he didn't generally go the sweats route with things.

At the mention of shoes he snorted softly, shaking his head. "I'd think that would be common sense, Luc. Most of the yoga ads you see around have people who are either barefoot or they've got some sort of special shoes on."