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Her raised eyebrow did not go unnoticed by him, which he was going to let sit in his mind rather than ask. The question that followed was enough to make him assume that she was curious about his workout routine. "Depends, really. Sometimes I focus on seeing if I can get a little further than the previous day, and other times I'm set on getting to a specific distance within a certain amount of time. Today is a see how far I can go day, without the worry of a time limit."
Truthfully, he felt stuck between childhood and adulthood, but Oliver supposed that was common for many seventh years. They were still students, under careful watch and being told to do this and that, but the whole world beyond was soon going to be navigated by them. "True. But you know what they say, school doesn't teach us everything," he responded with a shrug of his shoulders. "Not that it is anything we can't handle." Thunderbirds and Wampuses like them could easily persevere.
"Yeah, the training is a bit intense, so I'm getting a head start on it now," he continued, jogging beside Tinsley at her starting pace. "That sounds like a solid plan. Who knows - you could end up with offers for both sports."
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