"Mm, dunno. I'm sure they've got some sort of special mail order trainers for such occasions," he mused. The image of a troop of goblins jogging in a park flashed through his mind, making him grin.
Well, that, and the proximity of Penny's body stretched out next to him. His gaze wandered over to her as he flicked some of the grass off of his stomach. Most of it wound up right where it had started.
"That's a terrible idea," Orsino said, as though he were explaining an otherwise well-known fact. "If you fall asleep right now, without stretching properly, you're going to get horribly sore."