[Relaxing does not exist around this woman, Faolan. You have made a grave error.]

[Sig lets the door into the machine room fall shut behind them and then points to the mats on the floor.] Alright, well, I gotta stretch anyway. Might as well have a partner to check you and make sure you're not letting yourself go easy, right?

[Because this is apparently a legitimate concern.] You like music? 'course you like music. Let me put something on. [And now she's digging speakers out of her gym bag... At least she's accommodating??]