"A speedster? Well, I guess that makes sense. Less trite than what someone like that could've gone with," Kaitlyn replies with amusement, before letting out a small yawn. "It's not just that, I think. I mean, I'm not in horrible shape, I think? There's just a difference between runnin' from guys with guns, and running for exercise. Like, doing a 3 mile run instead of a series of sprints." She gives a small shrug, not really sure how well the analogy works.

"But you're probably right. Not after this soda, at least," she continues, glacing sidelong at her empty glass. "I'd rather pay for it tomorrow instead of tonight."