Nozomi came out, clad in track pants and a hoodie for the rain. She pressed up her glasses and looked to the sky. "You still want to run, huh?"

"I see," Nozomi said, clearly not enthused. She did a bit of mobility stretches as they continued to speak. "You are very peppy in the morning, huh?"

"Right, right," Nozomi said, stifling a yawn. "Is this part of your bushi training then to run around every morning?"

"That makes sense," Nozomi said. "I was going to go to some wrestling thing later and give that a try too!"

"Of course! It wouldn't be right to not show our prowess," Nozomi said with a thumb's up she had picked up from some weird show.

Nozomi glanced at the spot Shoan had nudged. She rubbed it a bit, not out of pain, but more as if it was an oddity. She smiled softly and looked back. "Uh, sure, I can lead?"

The priestess went into a run immediately. It wasn't particularly fast but it also wasn't something she could maintain for too long...

"I should be able to talk," she said in-between laborious breaths. Her look of determination was fierce for any samurai but a Lion. "Did you find anyone, uh, nice?"

"Sky date? Like with one of those Unicorn pilots?" Nozomi started to lose pace. She was already sweating a bit. "Sounds very... Nice!"

"Oh, yes, he seems very popular," the priestess wheezed. She seemed to be doing better at the slower pace, at the very least. "Do we need to work on making you his top pick?"