"It's fine, Layla. Really." Her calming tone said what she didn't, fishhook grin slowly growing. It was just like talking to a new civilian recruit back at S.H.I.E.L.D., nervous and covering for themselves. Chuckling, she listened to her inner-Steve, who was always better at this than her.
"Have you done any of either? You look very adept for bellydancing or pilates. Image bellydancing, on Jello: point is to keep your center balanced while your body goes elsewhere."
She grinned and leaned back, raising an eyebrow in amusement. "First things first, you have to fluid and relaxed, not stiff like bamboo."