Sable accepts the praise with a single nod of thanks and a smile. "You haven't met my mother. You'd think me a frog of a model if you could see her. I never knew why she preferred to be behind the scenes..." She isn't self-deprecating, just stating the truth.
She looks around the studio thoughtfully. "Strength, huh? That's... kinda hard. I mean..." She purses her lips. "I grew up on the road. I can do a lot. But did you mean handstands or powertools?"