Shay didn't seem to have any real sort of rhythm or even any real set form, she was just wailing on the bag to wail on the bag, and it was only after he moved that she realized she was dangerously close to using claws. She caught it mid-swing, stopping the pendulum movement she'd set it into with her workout. It thudded solidly against her, once, and she held it still after that.
She dragged both hands through her hair, twisting it back more securely into its tie, only then realizing how long he'd been at it, and how fast he was going. She narrowed her eyes a moment, because that was the kind of thing she was all too used to, but she hadn't seen anyone capable of it since she'd arrived here. she tilted her head, watching him a moment more just to make sure she wasn't seeing things, "Where you from?" Straight to the point, or the first point, anyway, she'd ask about the Operation next, depending on his answer.