Kryner eventually stopped and slowly brought himself to land on his knees with a little thud. "I'm just... *Pant* getting ready. I've got to be in peak condition when I go out to take the enemy head on." He told her as he heard her putting a kettle on for something to drink. "Whatcha making?" He asked before taking two pegs in the wall and sliding his feet sideways as anchors Kryner pulled his hands to touch his feet while suspending himself and she could see again more of him rippling while working on getting himself in shape. However she noticed on his face he was starting to show his anger with each sit up he did the more red in the face he became. It was rather out of character for him to loose his cool in such a manner, even in dire straights he was one to perhaps look at something and give a chuckle, but this seemed to really be bugging him.<br/><br/>When the inevitable inquiry about his concern came Kryner paused as he kept himself bent in the middle at a 90 degree keeping his middle flattened in the air. "I just... I don't like Branchs having that relic... and I'm worried about well what if he gets me, or you. Or someone else." He paused panting and finally just letting himself hang there by his feet and his arms gently brushed against the wooden floor, his head was at knee height to her.