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“Heard you walked out of my sister’s class." The words make Ekko falter in his workout, the bar above his head pausing for just a moment. He didn’t know the class was run by Vi's sister.
“Was that some weird nepotism shit, then?” He asks.
“Back straight,” Vi orders, poking Ekko in the spine with a sharp finger as he pulls the bar back down. He fixes his posture instinctively, straightening his head as well while he’s at it. “And no, dude. It was a genuine recommendation. Your joints are gonna keep giving you trouble if you don’t fix them.”
Ekko grits his teeth on the next rep, both from the strain and his own irritation.
“Why’d you walk out?” Vi redirects, voice softer, more sympathetic.
“Just couldn’t do it,” Ekko huffs. “I just can’t move like that.”
“It’s yoga,” Vi says, face scrunching.
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OR Ekko has got some flexibility issues and Powder runs yoga classes at the local gym.