He fell into place next to her. It was an easy jog, not too strenuous, which was good. It would allow him to wake up before he was supposed to spar. And even though he was pretty sure he could take her on now, he knew that he would have to be completely aware. Or else she'd knock him flat on his back. Over and over again.
"Doubt any of the squires are going to be up this early," he said, yawning. The cool air was nice, but that was probably even more reason for the younger members of the guild to stay indoors. He wasn't particularly fond of cold, but he wasn't completely adverse to it, either. "Most people are sleeping in."
Like he should have been. He woke up early enough during the week that he felt justified in staying in bed until double digits on a Saturday morning. And since Aspel was out of town - again - he didn't even have anywhere to be.