Rook gave John a little, friendly nod, and supported the bar as the Darkling heaved it back up. He looked almost approving. But anyone who was willing to try was likely to get a fairly approving opinion from Rook. Striving to be more than they were forced to become was a good target, even if it just meant putting on a little muscle.

"Sure. I'll see you around."

Once the gym had emptied, Rook loaded the bar to the weight he'd trained with when he'd been keeping fit for his mortal job, and lifted it, just once. Just one, full rep.

It weighed nothing.

He put the bar down, and pursed his lips, just briefly. Then he rolled his sleeves down, and headed for the showers.

End Scene