[Oh, that's very bright. If sunglasses were invented yet, Cassandra would have pulled out a pair to block some of that glare.

...There it is. A familiar feeling.]

Oh, I've got plenty of training for those. Only it wasn't with yoga. [She states, clearly proud of the athletic tone that manages to show even through the sleeves of her uniform. She wouldn't boast, though.]

Something soft. Like a towel? Maybe we can find some mats in the gym?