The crack about her age makes her grin as she wanders over to where Rayan sits, tugging on her shoes.
"Funny, smartass." she quips good naturedly, crossing one arm over her chest and holding it there with the other in a casual warm up stretch. "And thanks, the ink's...well, they don't really mean anything. Just stuff I come up with. Start with one thing, and it just...turns into something else totally."
She notes the bare feet, the broad space...she doesn't remember it, but she took gymnastics as a kid and she still has the skills. Dad said the doctors called it muscle memory, that the body could compensate for the brain damage that mangled her long term memory.
So, as she stretched her arms casually, she shut her eyes and lifted them finally, letting her mind wander. If she didn't think about it, she could just fall...
Tipping forward, Allison fell into a perfect handstand, then bent her legs just a little for balance as she walked back a few steps with her hands, then forward, then sank into a somersault and landed in a perfect lotus seat with a grin.
"I get nightmares, too. Got more 'n a few of my own. What do you dream about?"