Conner glanced over at Teddy and grinned a little. "Sure thing. Still insanely sore or is it getting better at all?" He leapt over the back of the couch and stretched some before looking at the other teen. He moved over and peered at the map. "Still no solid pattern on this?" he questioned, studying everything on the map. "Is there even a pattern?"
He stepped back from the map and began heading for the training area and the sparring mats.