They wake up lying on the ground.
Outdoors.
It's a bright, clear day.
Their body feels different.
Who's in front?
Warm, eager curiosity, with a side of playful smirk? Okay feels like it's Sable.
"Mm. Yes, you would need one of those to practice that sort of technique effectively, wouldn't you; let me see what I can do to remedy that." She hasn't been making anything particularly massive today, yet...
She can afford to expend some of today's mass allotment on another training tool, especially a simple one like "a somewhat larger than standard reinforced punching bag".
"It was just the right thing to do? It's not as if it won't help the both of us, really."