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grangerfan8
Yes, she was complaining. Not only did she not get up early when she didn't have to, she also wasn't really a runner. Arya was a flyer, rider, swimmer, even a flipper, but a runner was she not. So she didn't exactly enjoy running five miles in the extremely early hours of the morning.
But at least she wasn't cold, that would just suck. And they were REALLY almost there. She could see the gates! Picking up the pace, she trailed behind Treyen, but instead of leaning against the gates when they reached them, she went into a forwards roll and flopped onto her back dramatically. "We should have... brought brooms so we could've flown back."
This is why he needed Aaron, because they'd be running together without any complaints. But at least they knew they didn't have to go that far. They only needed to figure WHERE to run inside the Castle whenever a snow storm could strike.
HE WILL FIGURE IT OUT. And make Arya run more than necessary.
Treyen couldn't help but laughed, wholeheartedly, as she plopped down on the ground. It wasn't that tough of a run. He'd been easy on her. But once the laughter was over, he walked towards her and sat down,
"You know we're not allowed to fly on the grounds without permission," neither were they allowed to fly on the Pitch without permission, but, yeah, whatever. He didn't think it was necessary to mention it.
He took a sip of water from his bottle and then smiled.
"Invigorating, isn't it? Exercising so early," he said, eying Arya from the corner of his eye. Now, let's wait until 2 pm and see if he still has the same energy.
"You'll be fine, just have some water," but not too much water.