Antigone was a little disgusted at herself but how grateful she was with that small offering of sympathy, served with a side helping of acknowledgement of all the difficulties involved in being what they were.
"Definitely worse things to be than buff," she said, with an appreciative nod toward Bia's arms. She bet Bia's hands wouldn't ache the next morning if she took on a billboard with a crowbar. "What do you do with it, these days? Punch a lot of perverts?"