Her disbelief crept into her tone and infected it like influenza, launching itself alongside her voice as she said, "That's it? So you just lift weights all day?"
"There's more to training than just lifting weights." He didn't seem at all offended, even if she hadn't taken any particular care in wording her question. His answer bore no undercurrent of frustration or disdain. "I mean, yeah, I work out in the morning, but that doesn't take more than an hour or two and I only do it if I need to. I spend some time practicing my technique, working on my form and meditating. I read some fiction every once in a while and the old man usually sends me out to see some movies whenever we can afford it."
She raised an eyebrow. "And what does that have to do with martial arts?"
"Helps with creativity," he said. "No matter how strong your body is, a dull mind will tear it down faster than any strike."