Not the beach, Tuesday morning

[betterthanaplan]

It was finally cold enough to start giving Duke flashbacks to his childhood in Maine, so he figured he'd give Rey a break and handwavily let her know he'd moved their morning yoga to somewhere with walls and a heater.

Which meant, of course, that he wasn't going to follow through on his threat to make her do yoga on a rickety stack of rocks. Yet. But considering he'd moved them to a room on the Cape Rouge, it did mean that she was going to be doing yoga on a surface that was gently bobbing up and down, back and forth, with the rise and fall of the water in the port.

Not that he noticed the movement anymore, not unless he was specifically paying attention to it. So he also had that balance board he'd been talking about ready. . . .

[beach yoga is not on the beach, but it's still open!]

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[betterthanaplan]

"Just because you've been here awhile?" Duke asked. "Or is there something else that's making right now especially weird?"

He'd noticed she was a little pricklier today, though he'd passed that off as just being the cold outside and the general change of venue.

[thatwaslucky]

"Both, kind of," she said with a shrug. "I get hit with other people's feelings, that should probably mean I'm used to them now."

[betterthanaplan]

"Wait, you get hit with what?" Duke frowned. "Did I know you could do that?"

[thatwaslucky]

"Probably not. It's usually not a big deal," she told him. "If someone's having a strong emotion, like if they're really anxious or angry, I can kind of... tell."